| Arrogance mounted on a poison steed
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| Hangman swings from a rope of conceit
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| Pale horse runs septic through his veins
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| For I am the end of all his days
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| A dead finger pulls the trigger
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| To decide the final hour
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| We are the faces of the end
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| We are the architects of ruin
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| Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper
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| We are the apex predator
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| A superior man, I will bleed the butcher dry
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| In the underground I live, I fight, I die
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| I will rust the iron heart
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| I will crush the death head's march
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| A dead finger pulls the trigger
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| To decide the final hour
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| We are the faces of the end
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| We are the architects of ruin
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| Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper
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| We are the apex predator
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| Bleed, bleed the butcher dry
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| Under the cross
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| We're bound to die
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| I'm ready
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| Because I am what you are too afraid to be
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| I am what you are too afraid to be
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| We are the faces of the end
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| We are the architects of ruin
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| Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper
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| We are the apex predator
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| (We are)
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| I live
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| I fight
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| I die
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| (We are)
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| I live
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| I fight
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| I die
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| (We are)
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| I live
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| I fight
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| I die
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| (We are)
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| The apex predator |