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Behind the eyes of deceit

Turmoil in the synaptic code

Loss of innocence from sin

Cure for the dead sun within



Rapture burns the void

For suffering hides in silence

The obsolete sign of the cross

Destroys the ethereal shape of hope

A monarch for the mechanical god

The stir of echoes climb the prisoners wall

Circularity of the serpent sign

Hiding the dead sun fragment below

Obsolete is the voice of wonder

Empire for the fallen to rise

To praise the dead sun fragment

We are here for the pain

And darkness breaths the air

As a black cancer to reclaim

with a dead sun fragment within

Dissappear without the aeons redeem