Fragments hold the desolation
Ash and Stone empire's filth
Drink this halogenic dream
Figure out or let it be
Vague reality, spaces blank, compulsive mediocrity
Fuming stenches of lost souls co|ective's stress city
Some are born to burn, Most are living dead
Zombie stars revive, And let the rest
Rest in fire
Burn
Things, they all go according
Cause they vvere once set in motion
idividual symmetries, Divide the cells of the free
Arise my valkyrie, Behold my sea of enemies
One by one eating each other
Fools of their ovvn destiny
Rest in fire
Burn
Self cannibalistic ghouls,
Slaves to materialistic goals
Roth by your corruptive minds.
As empty as your essence
Empty as your essence
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