(By The Marked One, 090/019)
Years,
Left in ignorance.
Blissful stupidity,
this concept of fools.
The path you take,
The price to pay,
God, oh ,God
You are to be pitied.
Devils smile upon your effort
To blur the vision
to dull the mind.
Alas,
We came to remind you
Of death.
With this pain,
We selfesly inflict
You know serenity.
Еverything cast aside,
Torment, oh, Torment
This reckoning dread.
Live once again!
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