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Trapped, trapped in this cages

In a world we barely understand,

Where, where sorrow never ages

In our spirits strongest wind.

Lust, lust is our success

Against other living essence,

Corpses, corpses remind us

That death rules among existence.

Echoes, echoes of life's light

Are present within lying art,

Echoes, echoes of evil darkness

Still remains, what we are...