| To my dearest lover, I may never return home
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| There is a demon plaguing our lands and I must protect our home
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| Sickness is upon these lands, these mangled bodies in our hands
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| Behold a day of woe and sorrow
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| Together we await the storm
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| A demonic colossus, has death himself come to claim us
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| Our world has fallen to fade
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| The sickened disease of this human race has come and gone
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| I miss my friends and family
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| I feel so alone
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| The darkest days approach me, how long can I hold?
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| My will is fading but my chaos will unfold!
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| As I walk I can feel the pain
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| I go on, will I die in vain?
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| Is this the end of me?
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| Frozen in still figure, I stood in the gaze of
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| The beast that the legend has foretold of, this famine
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| His sickness consumes me
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| His eyes see right through me
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| Consuming my courage my fury unleashed
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| Its revolting appearance pales only in comparison
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| To its despicable cruelty done unto the innocent
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| Battered and broken as I lay so weak
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| Slaughtered in bloodbath, my will achieved
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| Smothered in victory, my odyssey
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| My heart turns black, as I become the beast
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| Purpose has spilt from me
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| I cannot live this life of disease
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| The abyss gaping beneath
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| I plummet away from suffering |