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Riding thunderstorms

A chariot of war

Decadence and ruin in my path

Pestilence admist the chaos

Limp bodies burning in morbid agony

Thrown into a monumental pire

Taken by the hand

We let ourselves be led

Imagine the leviathans in astral void

Ancient powers that be above us

Our comprehension fails us

As we fight our own nature

And thus bring down the barriers of mind

Doubtful realities take hold of our inner self

And we lay, fiery corpses

Thrown into a monumental pire

Violently

Sewn then ripped

By powers bevond our grasp

And we lay, fiery corpses

Thrown into a monumental pire

For our own pride

For our own empowering

Fleeing from the pires

Ot ignorance and weakness

The understanding, taunting

As we become Corpses of Fire