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Prophets align,
telling their people that,
they've seen a sign.
Touched by their gods.

Time would stand still when,
the words came that the maker would reveal himself,
to the children of the earth.
There was not a human in sight.
Animals were chosen to see the light.
What are we worth in our own eyes?

Pray that the morning light,
will bring another day,
to late to set things right,
we threw it all away.
But until then we must face our own inferno,
until then we must face what we have done.
But until then we must try to find a reason,
until then we must face what we've become.

Fury and hate,
burns in the heavens.
The ground starts to shake,
the deamons awake.

They thrive on our pain,
'til all pain is gone.
Few shall remain,
to remind their daughters and sons.

And this act was the final for a dynasty.

They round up,
and prepare for stride,
while humanity flies.

Human blood fills the wind,
NO, we're all too young to die.
We wait for our turn.
Here they come.

I can see what they do,
eat the corpse 'til it's hollow.
Just to ensure that everything is cold.
Now I'm alone pondering tales of my sorrow.
I have seen in dismay how they gnawed my friends away.

A voice divine fills all of mankind,
mocking all beliefs we have.
Words of a lie that now has to stop.
We weren't meant to see the sunlight again.

All voices fade,
in red colored ruins.
The new world's been made,
the toll has been payed.

Pray that the morning light,
will bring another day,
to late to set things right,
we threw it all away.
But until then we must face our own inferno,
until then we must face what we have done.

A voice divine fills all of mankind,
mocking all beliefs we have.
We had a chance but threw it all away.
We will not see the sunlight again.

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