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Track 4: Fault of Filth

Written by Mortaeus

A fallen species to be

Drag them down to the depths of hell

What have they, but weakness

Spelled out in the spines of filth

Forever they will breathe

Air not intended for them alone

emotion is their weakness

what they call freedom

what they call their own

undeserved power

emotion is the weakness of the humankind

they treat their surroundings

as if it was created for them

Blinded by love,

by intuition

Eaten by guilt,

by sadness

Stricken with happiness,

Pleasure

Plagued by inhibition,

by conscience

Eternal darkness follows them

Mortality

Abandoned consciousness

Forever in a dreamless sleep

Afraid there is nothing more

They think they're immortal