| This world is built on atrocities
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| But the masses are too blind to see
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| I beg of you, oh father of death, hear our plea
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| I beg of you, oh father of death, set us free
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| Our nations led by hypocrisy
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| But the masses are too blind to see
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| I beg of you, oh father of death, hear our plea
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| I beg of you, oh father of death, set us free
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| Bring them forth, the ones from beyond the trees
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| Bring them forth, the ones who will set us free
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| Blackened Soil will bring no harvest
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| The pouring rain will give no light
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| Doomed are we all, the ones born to die
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| Let the sun set one final time
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| Never to rise again
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| Let the sun set one final time
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| Never to rise again
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| Let the sun set never to rise again
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| I won’t repent, I welcome the end
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| Bound to serve the eternal void
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| The end begins when we shed this mortal coil
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| Bound to serve the eternal void
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| The end begins when we shed this mortal coil
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| Father of death, hear our plea
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| Father of death, set us free
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| Blackened Soil will bring no harvest
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| The pouring rain will gift no life
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| Doomed are we all, the ones born to die
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| Blackened Soil will bring no harvest
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| Doomed are we all, the ones born to die
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| Doomed are we all, the ones born to die |