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Code of the Heretic Mage
Armageddon
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There's a new dawn coming down in flames.
There's a new seed growing in their minds.
There's a new thought burning and its fire cant be tamed.
There's a new hate breeding, a dagger from behind
A word set in stone: did anyone cry when sympathy died alone?
An illusion shattered cuts its way inside.
Reduced to nothing, you're doomed within your lie.
Silence from within these walls, spread the virus among you all.
Embryos of apocalyptic minds.
Nerves all twisted in a knot, hatred sweet like syrup on my tongue.
Second coming yet its all the same.
The lies are ruling.
Masters of the game forever fallen,
the puppet on the string born the loser.
Cut the strings: the marionette lies still.
And now when all is said and done, nowhere left to run.
The curtain falls, never be the same.
The time has come to end this game.
Set the world on fire now at any cost.
Sinking down the deep, screams will cradle them to sleep.
Vengeance in the hearts of guilty men, fragments of what used to be.
Pale horizons coming down, no stranger to this.
The first and last, out of the past, our final solution.
Now it's coming down fast.
Our final stand, the last command.
Our journal's final entry.
You did so well, none left to tell,
about the damnation you brought on.
No saving grace, all out of place.
The desperate lust, in what we trust,
now rests in the arms of failure.
Bring down the damned!
Your creation, watch it burn.
The blood is on your hands as the sun sets forever.
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Composed by Parnasuss
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