See them walking
Masquerade of death
With casket in hands
Higher purpose now ends
There is no light
There is no sound
There is no truth to be revealed above
Only the mist of the unknown

See them standing
Pathologies of nothingness
Malformed creatures
Absurdity manifests
There is no hope
There is no glory
There is no peace at this vast warfield
Only the sorrow of defeat

Pain and woe
World's a temple of bones
Crush inside a being
World's a temple of ash

Oh Lord! Come from the depths of nothingness
Give us hand and lead to the Place of a Skull
Oh Lord! Run the mechanism of the universe
Trample our souls as we can't feel

They are marching forward
Tears mark their faces
Night fell on them
Fulfilled their veins

Dead inside
Seeking for remains of chains
Which kept their hands in a dark cave
Where their dancing shadows reflected reality

They were born crucified
They give birth astride on a grave!

Eli, Eli lama sabachthani!

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