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Drown

Blank space, black waves, void-sea

Plunging

Something, no one, breathing

Alive now

Die here, end-times, water

Rising

Pulsing, no heart, bleeding

Alone now

Torment, heard soft, muffled

Screaming

Deep down, no sun, mottled

Forming

A god, unknown, moloch

Tyrant

Be done, be dead, be gone

Before

So we lift ourselves from darkness

Into the light of destiny

There is nothing that can stop us

It is written that we must win

From great trenches

From great trenches

We wait on the shore

For what lies in store

We swam from the depths

On land we have met

We wait on the shore

For what lies in store

We swam from the depths

On land we have met

Oh

From great trenches

From great trenches