| The Darkest Day will commence a reign of desperation.
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| Driven by Kings of repression and corruption.
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| Are the weak the ones who fight for existence?
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| Everyone saw this coming, the Signs were clear,
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| the chances were given but no.
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| No one ever had the courage to act.
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| This wasn’t unpredictable.
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| observation was preventable
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| There’s no tomorrow without suffering and pain
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| ignorance was the reason, why society collapsed.
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| Black blood has always run through our veins,
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| but there’s no antidote to this disease.
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| Our disease.
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| We can make it through this mess,
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| We just have to change our minds.
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| NOW
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| one survived it all and resisted through the end
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| to dwell this world alone in search for salvation
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| beneath the Face of Misery, before Mirrors of Lies
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| the Demons are lusting for the Last Existence.
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| But they won’t break his will
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| they won’t break him down
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| Haunted by flying eyes,
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| through the Labyrinth of Tyrants,
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| the puppets crawling onto their downfall.
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| Everything is predetermined
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| death will take us all.
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| We have the choice to choose the right path,
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| or follow the craze and overthrow the rulers.
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| Haunted by flying eyes,
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| through the Labyrinth of Tyrants
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| the puppets crawling onto their downfall. |