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There is a land of fear, full of death and decay
Where images hang on the walls
I know who they are, but can’t put a name
To the strangers, faces of old

I’ve been here for decades, where there is no time
Observing the lies of the earth
Through my little window, I watch them decline
I watch the unlucky rebirth

As the corpse comes out and I learn their number,
Our army grows by one
Initiation, retribution, we knife the tag from their wrists

I feel in my nightmares, recurring dreams
A child’s tortured screams
Glimpses, flashbacks, a laugh, a cry
Horrific image glorified

As the corpse comes out and I learn their number
Our army grows by one
Iniatiation, retribution, we knife the tag from their wrists
We direct them to the wall where they draw the faces
That will haunt them till it dies
No nights of rest for us till Alternate Hell

Buried in hatred for the unseen, unborn
Fighting for death and abuse
I’ll see you in Hell with the souls that you kill
I hope you never heal!

Me and the army of the brothers like
Have fragments written on the glass
I yearn to meet you but you cut me off
And sent me to the land of the dead

As the corpse comes out and I learn their number,
Our army grows by one
Initiation, retribution,
we knife the tag from their wrists
As the killers stand their judgment,
The activists start to chant
It was all a ploy to send you to Alternate Hell

As the chants begin the doors open wide
And the fire starts to breath
I am summoned to the gathering,
To end my tortured life
As I shoved them in, we traded lives
And the maker made my worth
I approach the pearly gate
And finally feel rebirth
As the tragedy of humanity,
breathes it’s final breaths
I will never feel the stench of their Alternate Hell

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