| «Sit back, slip on your absorbant undergarments,
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| and let the mayhem begin»
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| No disspelling through retrospection
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| Unresolved woe, flash burn wounds infection
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| Light keeps dimming as wide eyes thicken
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| The dust I’m breathing burns
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| Mortal ties are synthesized, decipher scripts obscure
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| Conjectured spirits ruled this world
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| The dust I’m breathing burns
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| Decay, footsteps ahead of all
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| Degenerate with care
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| It came here to claim lost souls
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| And blow away the damned
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| Reality, deceit, bleed through my eyes
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| Fleeting insight of what should be A blinding light will fuck humanity…
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| Depravation of our breath, the circle is complete
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| No time to speculate, to feel, to see, or even be Roaches flock to claim their throne
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| As victors of what was
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| This tundra’s theirs to rule supreme
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| Ashes, ice, and dust
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| Light keeps dimming as wide eyes thicken
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| The dust I’m breathing burns
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| Mortal ties are synthesized, decipher scripts obscure
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| Conjectured spirits ruled this world
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| The dust I’m breathing burns |