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Mortal Remains!

Brag of my life.

Ripped is my skin

And torment it

As terror rift my way,

A beautiful error

Wants life to stay.

Dread means truth

For hell and you.

Your life moves on

ln lowest spins.

Such life's in vain:

Left are just the

Mortal Remains.

Mortal Remains!

Bray of my life.

Ripped is my skin

And torture within.

Murder is this kind of lie:

Death inside, but just passing by.

Dread means truth

For hell and you.

Your life moves on

ln lowest spans.

Such life's in pain;

Left are just the

Mortal Remains.

Mortal Remains!

Bray of my life,

This is the end.

The end of all violence ls forced existence,

When your last will

Is just the wish to die.

Burn all your moral lies!

I'm doomed so let me die!

Proudly pass away.

Why?