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Compromise, recognize

The fact of what's discovered

Understand, analyze

The secrets now uncovered

Immortal are the ones

Who reign from underneath

The well of sorrow and

Imminent plunder

Quelled by the gaze

Of the Sun and its haze

Armed, protruding its rays

Mere feed

For the ones who reign from under

We die by their hands

As we abandon the Crimson Horde

Led to the flame

By one another

Die by my hand

Scriptures asunder

Breath put to waste

By their own mothers

Dead by their hands

Scriptures asunder, torn and scattered

Quelled in this maze

The longer I wait, the longer I stay

Nevermore is there a point

We see what we must do

As we fight against ourselves

In our descendance from the zealot realm

Mere feed for the ones who reign from under

We die by their hands

As we abandon our only home

Led to the flame

By one another

Die by my hand

Scriptures asunder

Breath put to waste

By their own mothers

Dead by their hands

Scriptures asunder, drowning in water

Whales feasting on the holy shell

Of the might zealot realm

In which no devil can escape

Why must we all be made to die

If we choose to live our lives

The way we want until it's time to go

A cultist need to breach the mind

Together as one we face our time

The clock ticks as we smash every last

Record of our existence to the ground

Nobody can hear a sound over the force

The source of our cries shall never be known

We come together once more

To serve the depressive move of our true beings

The tribe of

Homicidal

Suicidal

Pesticidal

Rats has finally fallen apart

My bleeding crevice protruding from skin

Tears at every crevice, now my whole world will be

Led to the flame