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Pt 2 verse 1

The death of a world is intoxicating

Millions of souls screaming in silence

One taste is never enough

A single death leads to two

The graveyard never fills

The first you’ll never forget and you’ll keep on wanting

Verse 2

To rule a hollow land void of hope and joy

Slavery and servitude are all that remains

Rich or poor, man or women it matters not

How you meet your end determines your fate

On your feet, blade in hand or dead of your knees.