The darkness is adored Conscience is a whore Something has devoured The last remnants of lore Lost in desert plains Lost between old bones Chased by ghost chains Stripped by the tones
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Rise up, revolt and scream your name Free your anger, rise to fame!
Bye-bye happiness, rest in dust Rotten thoughts, bloody rust The heart alone hides to cry Where the birds hide to die
Have they done something With their cursed force Yes, but everything Without a lone remorse Following the steps Of their twisted master Bringing all the pets To their end, and faster
Are you feeling bad? Take your meds my lad We like you, even fat!
Rise up, revolt and scream your name Free your anger, rise to fame!
Bye-bye happiness, rest in dust Rotten thoughts, bloody rust The heart alone hides to cry Where the birds hide to die
DISORDER BE our fucking TOOLS PESTILENCE YOU’RE HERE TO LOOSE
Rise up, revolt and scream your name Free your anger, rise to fame!
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