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Dark legions are amassing, assembling for a thrashing

Just outside the threshold of your town

Hellish winds are blowing 'til skies are black and boiling

With smoke and flame and terror raining down

On the

Last day last day

Last day last day

Like poison in your veins, or psychoses in your brains,

Festering and rotting from within

We'll infiltrate and suffocate, feed upon your pain and hate

To dine upon your souls and drink of your sin

On the

Last day (last day) last day of the weak

Last day (last day) we'll stomp on the geeks

Last day (last day) last day of the weak

Last day (last day) last day of the weak

Last day (last day) we'll stomp on the geeks

Last day (last day) last day of the weak

Muddy boots in bloody faces merely signs of the cracks and traces

In the crumbling, falling walls of your resistance

Steely knives in lesser hearts, a bloody glimpse of the many parts

Of the final reckoning of your existence

On the

Last day (last day) last day of the weak

Last day (last day) we'll stomp on the geeks

Last day (last day) last day of the weak

Last day (last day) last day of the weak

Last day (last day) we'll stomp on the geeks

Last day (last day) last day of the weak