What will you find at the end of time
Running through the pain of the power
Divine I am
Did you enjoy it when it came?
You'll never see
Icy fingers dripping with disease
Creature with a million eyes
Autopsy of the soul
Surrounded by a swarm of flies
Blackness starts to roll
The dead begin to scream a mesmerizing lull
Slipping into the sea, senses start to dull
I'm falling down
Fall away from loathing eyes
Sing the song of a thousand cries
The tears wash away the pain
With everlasting sight of he who reigns
I've seen the fallen fall through glass and piced them up as shards
Icy warm bodies tell me who you think you are
I know you—you're nothing at all
Just another corpse floating down the endless river of time.

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