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Conjurer of the plague

The bringer of infinite storm

Whose fog has fallen thin

Whose shadows drift and fade away

You can fool me not

By veils of such transparency

Condemned to where you guide

By weak beguile to quell the herd

I dare you to prove me wrong

Let these words rekindle your fire

It's been this way for so long

There's no end to justify

Must I die here alone?

With no one to tend to my gravestone

He whose water douses the flame

Whose tongue then curses the black of night

While his days are fading away

Closer draws the casket

With the threat of a coma unrestrained

Into the depths we dive

Divided we fall as one

I dare you to prove me wrong

Let these words rekindle your fire

It's been this way for so long

There's no end to justify

Must I die here alone?

With no one to tend to my grave stone

I stand before you now as the preacher

To cast upon you my words of a charlatan

My strength forever inhibited

A victim of the lost that control

I see the waters run red

Forever tainted with the blood of my soul

Spitting forth hypocrisy

I am my own worst enemy

Guitar Solo: Alex

I dare you to prove me wrong

Let these words rekindle your fire

It's been this way for so long

There's no end to justify