| Vultures tear flesh from the rotting corpses of those
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| Destined for power
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| Only to be provisions for the scavengers that are left behind
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| Such an epic downfall, defeated and slain
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| Eternally butchered and back where they belong
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| The dirt absorbs the vital fluids
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| Draining from the king of the dead
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| Forked tongues and a million eyes
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| Watch the sun feast upon his flesh
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| A parasitic banquet, see him waste away
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| Collect the lifeless this earth is cleansed
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| Opportune for a new beginning, his holy creation restored
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| Victorious wings fill the sky to make sure its done
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| Swords still drawn or at their side
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| Cadavers torn limb from limb heaped, burned and forgotten
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| The smoke and the stench of hells legion fills the air
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| Life returns, infection eradicated
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| Affliction disappears but only for a while
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| Transgressions can only be held down for so long
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| But the serpent is home now
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| Such an epic downfall, defeated and slain
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| Fucked for all eternity, where they belong |