Engraved in words left from the ill
Where caskets lay straight from the killed
Now we rest well in our graves, so that our souls won't misbehave we'll rest peaceful until we rot. An ode for my kin that i've taught forsaken I weep in penance. We leaped into our trenches
Forgive us, forgive me
I, a shadow, engulfed my destiny
Like a flame, I burn in age, for eons we've decayed
Diseased and wicked fueled by lust
But contradicted how we trust
I know now my body's sickened a lonely corpse among the lifted
Now we rise, high into the skies
I bathed among the filth, and asked for beauty, fame, and wealth
And I will burn like the flame of creation
I will burn like the flame
Engraved in words left from the ill
Where caskets lay straight from the killed
Now we rest well in our graves, so that our souls won't misbehave we'll rest peaceful until we rot. An ode for my kin that i've taught forsaken I weep in penance. We leaped into our trenches
Forgive us, forgive me
I, a shadow, engulfed my destiny
And I will burn like the flame of creation
I will burn like the flame
We shall burn
And I will burn like the flame of creation
I will burn like the flame.

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