We have been risen from out of the grave
For something's
Dying faulting falling world
Down with future dark turmoil
Non existing chance
In your mind defeat is fresh out of time, there's
Dismal source of energy scarce the food for life
Empty is
Doom!!
Destructions ready to unfold, death is what the future holds
Hate's
The opening of graves an awful site
Watch morbid villians scream
It crawled in his mind out of hate a parasite
Dissected systems rearranged it reflects and brings death
Your changing the
Mammoth to man morbid to god it's coming to take
Quickly the end of birth
Rotting this is the end
Another lonely
It's not the end, we are suffering on. An endless
world
Dissected systems rearranged it reflects and brings death
Your changing the
The shocking truth the 13 souls the time ticks
peacefully. A
Quickly the end of birthRotting this is the endAnother lonely
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