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What you see

What you feel

What you need

Put them down

The slaughtered dragged to the ground

What you fear

What you feel

As you bleed

Mass destruction all around

In this masquerade

Born of the utmost pain

All that drowns beneath

Spawn of the undead breathe

Born into malcontent

Buried without lament

Under their power we'll flee

Withering demons breed

Blasphemous god

Invaders

Degrade us

Into the arms of the dead

Malevolent

Riddled with disease

Frail destroyed insides

Dominance ripping through the streets

Pale their voidless eyes

And what we're fighting for?

The slaves of dawn they rise

And what we're fighting for?

We fail the war and die

Righteous falling down

Your god eternal fiction

Demonic wars affliction

Defining gore addiction

Your god eternal fiction