Brooklyn August - Empty Voices of People | Текст песни

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Hundreds of people leave this earth, all things are pulled out of planet.
All alive become dead.
A new era of torment and suffering begins

I turn became a powerless corpse, I am dying.
Not having enough time to atone my sins.
Blackened blood flows from the body.
Body rots and decay in deserted land.

I can't do anything,
Large, curved hands of an old man
Take my soul!
Millions of souls die in the abyss.
Infinitely resurrecting and dying again.

Evil overfills the earth.
I'm hearing cries from below.
Demons rule the world.
Rain pours from the skulls.
Lava flows in the rivers.

Corpses nailed to sticks replace trees.
Hell hounds roam and dig in the rotting bodies.
How did it happen? Why?
I blame people.
They did not save the earth, they were given a chance.
Their voices were not filled with excitement.
They could not solve out their problem

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