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Doom on a sleepless night

The last days of winter

With feverish diligence

The fears laughed aside

Broken beyond their limits

Thrashed and spayed in turn

Whipped like loyal subjects

These demons to some are angels to others

Wild in the coldest night

Long forgotten moon's vale

The strangest pain

Will quicken this hour

The shimmering of pale faces in the water

The stars reflections quiver

Oceans glut upon the dead

A silent chill anew

They lie aged, they are feeble

and pass on unremembered

They never make a sound

It lies aged, it lies feeble

and it will pass on unremembered

It never made a sound

It lies aged, it lies feeble

and it will pass unremembered

It never made a sound and now the light fades

From within Hell's spine, Endless power.

It (cries), the screech of pain

It (dies) over and again

With a pain that will echo through the ages

Chronicled in the craters of the tephra

What history remains in the dirt

What memories remain in the flesh

Cursed beyond this plane

What undimensional worlds lie in wait?

I would not accompany

the emptiness of their journey

The lie aged, they are feeble

and pass on unremembered

They never made a sound

and now the light fades

It lies aged, it lies feeble

and it will pass on unremembered

It never made a sound

and now the light fades.