When dusk awaits, on the other side of, when they strap you on the wheel
Feel your body break and, torso on a stake, and your skin begins to peel
In all your misery, and your dire pleas, nothing stalls the hangman’s hand
He pulls the switch, bodies in a ditch, then they burn you in the sand
Morbid Dreams, call on thee, hear you scream hypocrisy
Morbid dreams, of dying kings, crimson spring, frozen stream

The teeth you shall acquire, that hath filled the void, sadistic flagellation, objective humanoid

Endless days in the haze, changing view, shifting phase
Some may lie, some may die, cherish these violent times.
At that final breath, when the string is pulled, when there’s no one left, in their manifold
All is said and done, conquest had its run, who are you to interfere
Written in the dust, feeling starts to rust, when the notion disappears
In my clouded mind, one more trip to find, how real it really is
Shadows appear, from front to rear, feeding on whatevers left
Endless days, in the haze, changing view, shifting phase
Some will lie, some may die, cherish these violent times

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