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I see them crawling into the cycle of doom

Without a light

Into the abyss of gloom

We’re on a trip in the perpetual dread

Here I`m seeking for more horrors

The godless creature is the one at the top in a cesspool of your beliefs

The words of wisdom portraying the beast

Die like a traitor

A new fruit for a feast

And you will fall

Then you will crawl

Like a traitor you’ll be slain

A new lamb of an age of gore

The autopsy of your god

Without a spine

Into the cycle of doom

We’re on a trip in the perpetual dread

Here I`m seeking for more horrors

Bloodstained, gold painted

Like a fire on foreign plains

The sweetness of victory and pain is forever ingrained

The words of wisdom portraying the beast

Die like a traitor

A new fruit for a feast

And you will fall

Then you will crawl

Like a traitor you’ll be slain

A new lamb of an age of gore

There`s no god for you

Without a light, without a spine

Into the cycle of doom

Bloodstained and gold painted book of lies now is your tomb

You’re trapped in the lore of the perpetual dread