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Above the earth swarm thousandsOn the ground they run by the sign of the sunIn the wastes summons a voiceA voice of destruction, the calls for stavationAbomination towards the sunNow there is nowhere to runFoul and cursedA home of ugliness, torture and painTake me thereThe horror that hides behinds this supernatural beingFoul and cursedThe stench of this desertWhat have I done?He is Lord of Flies
Above the earth swarm thousandsOn the ground they run by the sign of the sunIn the wastes summons a voiceA voice of destruction, the calls for stavationAbomination towards the sunNow there is nowhere to runFoul and cursedA home of ugliness, torture and painTake me thereThe horror that hides behinds this supernatural beingFoul and cursedThe stench of this desertWhat have I done?He is Lord of Flies