| A pain prolonged — our hunger grows but we still walk on
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| The fires still burn — their ashes blocking out the sun…
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| The Earth remains unmoved by our demise
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| The blackened twisted trees reach for the skies
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| The cold upon our skin cuts like a knife
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| As we edge towards the last days of mankind…
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| The road takes its toll as man reverts to animal
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| An instinct to survive — we kill and steal to stay alive…
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| The Earth remains unmoved by our demise
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| The blackend twisted trees reach for the skies
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| The cold upon our skin cuts like a knife
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| As we edge towards the last days of mankind…
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| Our road will be long, our pain prolonged
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| Our hunger grows but we still walk on
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| The few that remain — disfigured and maimed —
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| Stalk the land for human prey
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| They teach us how to die
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| Help us lead a more positive death…
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| A barren world as ash and debris coat the Earth
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| A final breath — our journey only leads to death…
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| The Earth remains unmoved by our demise
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| The blackened twisted trees reach for the skies
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| The cold upon our skin cuts like a knife
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| As we edge towards the last days of mankind… |