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To those who remain outside the presence of death:

The dead don't make choices or follow patterns

The dead would rather crumble than give you what they see

One dies inside… Died!

The time has come to surrender

All you know is lost

No one cares as you can’t restore

What do you know beast?

All I know? all I know...

Oblivion

The time has come to surrender and lay down

Bend your knees for me

From up here I’m flammable, you can’t restore

What do you know beast?

All I know? all I know...

Oblivion

To those who remain outside the presence of death:

The dead don't make choices or follow patterns

The dead would rather crumble than give you what they see

One dies inside…

About to colapse, death is preferred to ruin

About to colapse, death is preferred to ruin

About to colapse, death is preferred

Burn

About to colapse, death is preferred to ruin

About to colapse, death is preferred

Burn