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The desolate way of the coming race

Now bow down, rust incoming

Employ all dormant measures

Lunar eclipse or the ultimate risk

All that's sure is we're next

The collision approaching

This rain reduces the damned to plain saints

Fall down in haste

We have the revenant devoting its pain

These efforts are what we need

Cloak the essence of the judgmental country we illustrate

Forge the weapon of a public that conquers

This threat may obliterate

The second their eyes will be led astray

The carnage will orbit the cold

Do you repent coming down?

The end will come another time

The solace rings in my ears

Will you expect them to grow?

When time has no side