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The scent's rising, smell it in the air,
The starts are bursting but what is despairing?
If death's coming what matters now?
It's just a choice, how we make our final bow.

Are we waiting hands by our sides?
Lost as our city subsides.
Could it be we are so powerless?
It can't be so...

It's getting harder with every passing day,
Blood and sweat spirit of decay,
But I got this feeling that I just can't shake.
This apocalypse,
Feels like we're going home.

Are we waiting hands by our sides?
Lost as our city subsides.
Could it be we are so powerless?

I just wanna see you on your knees,
As all you built collapses at my feet.
If this is the end, then I will bathe,
In wondrous rage.

[In wondrous rage]

It's just deciding how we make our move,
No use in hiding with everything to prove,
It's not over 'til the final breath,
'Til then...
I'm gonna make my deal with death.

['Cause he's gonna leave me be,
Until you're a corpse,
Until your black heart beats its last.
Would you laugh?
In the face of certain desolation, yeah]

Are we waiting hands by our sides?
As we watch as our city subsides.
Could it be we are so powerless?

[Powerless, powerless, POWERLESS!]

I just wanna see you on your knees,
As all you built collapses at my feet,
If this is the end, then I will bathe,
In wondrous rage.

I just wanna see you on your knees,
To watch as your city crumbles at my feet.
I just wanna see your knees,
To watch as your city crumbles at my feet!

But this idleness is killing me!
We'll be bathing...

[In wondrous rage]

I just wanna see you on your knees,
As all you built collapses at my feet,
If this is the end, then I will bathe,
In wondrous rage.

I just wanna see,
I just wanna feel,
If this is the end, then I will bathe,
In wondrous rage.

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