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Days keep going on

The world we built

We found spoiled

Life´s desintegration

(boiling rotting caves)

Power´s pleasure

Lust and treasure

There are no hopes

In tims of terror

We are the blood

Ofa roaring spear

Advance from despair

The tower of silence

We shall destroy

And classes and armies

Turn in turmoil

The hell bell rings

Daemon rise up

Your words solve worlds

Salute the black vulture of death

We were born to die

We are the tomb of every hope

Feel the crawling flesh of panic

The journey has started