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As silence falls between day and night
With ice swept winds and cold rain they left
Shattered blood over the lost battle
Carnivore beast, a stench of the living
A creation that eats us up from within
Fallen down to scratch non-forgiven
Render your world as their eyes shrivel
Confronted by killing capacity

The throne is their desire of emptiness
Only the fools walk with tenacity towards the cross
Conspiracy, a most to make them fall in trap
That trap will lead to lifetime of slavery

A divine infinity controls the wildfire spreading throughout
So bow...so bow down
Lower your head and welcome the created ones
Made to devour every last standing
Legend speaks of forgiveness of every sin
They are filled with satisfaction
A definition of genocide through subconsciousness

Magi created the weight from the book of damnation
They incinerate souls and leave nothing to remain
Bound of mindless collapse
Join the weak because you've sold your soul
Feel the threat of our extinction
Try to give compliment - status won't be received

The throne is their desire of emptiness
Only the fools walk with tenacity towards the cross
Conspiracy, a most to make them fall in trap
That trap will lead to lifetime of slavery

A divine infinity controls the wildfire spreading throughout
So bow...so bow down

As you slowly die, you can feel as my heart slows down
And to a sudden stop.
My soul evaporates and leaves flesh and bone
Rotting from inside to ashes and a new form takes my place.

The throne is their desire of emptiness
Only the fools walk with tenacity towards the cross
Conspiracy, a most to make them fall in trap
That trap will lead to lifetime of slavery

A divine infinity controls the wildfire spreading throughout
So bow...so bow down
Lower your head and welcome the created ones
Made to devour every last standing
Legend speaks of forgiveness of every sin
They are filled with satisfaction
A definition of genocide through subconsciousness

Wounded and bleeding, a last effort to rise
Feel the threat of your extinction
A creation that eats us up from within
They incinerate souls and leave nothing to remain

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