Bask in the sovereign shadow of death.
Be my last night in decadent rapture.
Rest my head in hands at the feet of horsemen:
War, Famine, Pestilence, Death.

Beyond the great divide, there are no answered prayers.
Beyond the great divide, the idle hand is severed.
Beyond the great divide, we are nothing; we are no one.
Beyond the great divide, our death song echoes.

Bow my head to the scythe, take from me this life I despise.
Hang my head in the noose, take from me this existence I loathe.

Beyond the great divide, there are no answered prayers.
Beyond the great divide, the idle hand is severed.
Beyond the great divide, we are nothing; we are no one.
Beyond the great divide, our death song echoes

Beyond the great divide, there are no answered prayers.
Beyond the great divide, the idle hand is severed.
Beyond the great divide, infinite spirals.
Beyond the great divide, we are nothing; we are no one.
Beyond the great divide, our death song echoes.
Beyond the great divide, our death song echoes on.

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