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Bloody skies, hide our truth

Mist of plague, blind our eyes

Flames of wrath, burn all the green

the earth is destined, the curse is here

Angels of death, the place is yours

We speak for the dead, we are the truth

Before the dawn, the debacle is clear

Devastation in sight, the bloodshed is near

No sense of pain.. will make you fear

We lived hollow, we die in tears

Angels of death, the place is yours

We speak for the dead, we are the truth

Killed by the daemons, who feast on blood

Parasitic leechs, no shame no ruth

before the dawn, the stars will fall

The blaze will shine, death will entwine

our kind is vicious, embowels it self

Survival of the fittest, the antagonists

Bloody skies, hide our truth

Mist of plague, blind our eyes

Flames of wrath, burn all the green

the earth is destined, the curse is here