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See them walking

Masquerade of death

With casket in hands

Higher purpose now ends

There is no light

There is no sound

There is no truth to be revealed above

Only the mist of the unknown

See them standing

Pathologies of nothingness

Malformed creatures

Absurdity manifests

There is no hope

There is no glory

There is no peace at this vast warfield

Only the sorrow of defeat

Pain and woe

World's a temple of bones

Crush inside a being

World's a temple of ash

Oh Lord! Come from the depths of nothingness

Give us hand and lead to the Place of a Skull

Oh Lord! Run the mechanism of the universe

Trample our souls as we can't feel

They are marching forward

Tears mark their faces

Night fell on them

Fulfilled their veins

Dead inside

Seeking for remains of chains

Which kept their hands in a dark cave

Where their dancing shadows reflected reality

They were born crucified

They give birth astride on a grave!

Eli, Eli lama sabachthani!