As I gaze through the eden which you made, I see the beauty, salvation, life it wakes. The songs of archons fill my heart. Shall hate drive us apart. I can not take this hypocrisy, your intentions shaped the darkness in me. Have your world, have your rules, poison the fruits with lure of fools. Build your dream, enjoy your realm, because the soils of death will be my grounds.
What good is choosing, when there's no alternative.
As we're going on, this hate is growing strong. Morbid scenes, endless dreams. Keep feeding me your lies, fire shall rain from the skies. Your final day, 'till death do us part.
It's my dirge, my wings have been clipped. Incineration of life. Fallen angels, all in despair, Waiting for the revelations.
What good is choosing, when there's no alternative
As we're going on, this hate is growing strong. Morbid scenes, endless dreams. Keep feeding me your lies, fire shall rain from the skies. Your final day, 'till death do us part.
As we're going on, this hate is growing strong. Morbid scenes, endless dreams. Keep feeding me your lies, fire shall rain from the skies. Your final day, 'till death do us part.
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