The end of this malice approaches
to me all the same, pours scorn on your fame
disgraced by annihilation
a nightmare torments you and casts a damnation

As my corpse rots by your side
in a casket I no longer stand
chocked by a desperate pride
the gallows were faced on demand

Now that you see
now that you realize the damage you have done
you want to change
but as you see you're trapped in cages into cages

The future omens, a futile dawn
a barren desert, is what lays in front
you cannot break free, from your fallacies
you can't justify, this corrosion

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