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In time of plagues, some men struggled to survive

with dreams and hopes like all common people

a house a family to make their son live better

when ruled past and death and any wars of coflicts

(Solo Vincé)

Our life's on a thin line

a little breath could make us fall into the void

When you impose goals and you succeed in it

destiny could be bad with you and a

rain of ashes drown all your successes

obscuring the sky, burnin all your dreams and hopes.

YES WE ARE lynched by fucking fate

YES WE ARE obscured by blackened rain

YES WE ARE buried by evil force

that trample on you like a crazy horce

Liquid fire and black dust, volcano speaks and pukes

Without mercy and breaks erupts buries and kills

ripping off the light of a long mortal age from

the fucking evil arms of vandal called time

Like in hell screams explode!

Without remorse and any thoughts

nature gives people immortality

With fire the monster melt the stones

Transforming all in a museum of total death!

(Solo Paulus)

FATE!