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The future of the past you see is dead,
A land now submerged with power and greed.
What once was seen as inspiring fate,
Has us scared in planting our unborn seed.

Ascension for the future,
Transgression of the past,
Bliss is much harder to envisage,
Apocalyptic visions.

The creator indoctrinates it's young with pure hatred of life.

The ascendants fated scheme,
Becomes this loathsome regime.
Apocalyptic Visions.

The eventual hour has finally spawned,
A pale crimson light burns through the sky.
The day of domination has now dawned,
A vicious design bleeds in my eye.

The pure destruction of a nation,
Leaves us hope of something more.
We strive to begin reanimation,
But feel the need to start a war.

Annihilation for the future,
Transformation of the past,
Euphoria is much harder to consider,
Apocalyptic Visions.

The patriarch influences it's creed with violence and pain.

The ascendants fated scheme,
Becomes this loathsome regime.
Apocalyptic Visions.

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