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The soil is black
Fires are burning
The dice is cast
The mills of death are turning

At the distance
Something's stirring
As death comes crawling near

Hear the choir, hear it sing
It's the chorus of our requiem
It's a silence, forevermore
Just one step more into the flames

Mesmerized, we walk into the flames
Only our bones will live to tell the tale
Hypnotized we dance upon our graves
We shall sleep in the embers

First came the fire
Then came the rain
Hypnotized, we're dancing on our graves
We shall sleep in the embers

Now the flames lick our necks
No turning back
As the sun burns red
A silence spreads
Like an eternal winter solstice
We shall hear it when we're dead

And the gates were opened
And the smoke filled the sky
A storm of locusts
Emerged from the fire
And their king was the angel
Of the bottomless pit
The destroyer, the eraser
Abaddon

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