Roaming through rust, eating them skies Must be a worship, master of time Rats on thee cryptic, a chosen prevails I must leave this mortal myself, vengeance is dying
Fire the skulls moon-worm, driven to sunshine
As far as it gets, someone to blame Fools of your worship, master in vein Lean on the cockpit, a chosen prevails I must leave this mortal myself, and those who prevail..
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