Lifes slaughter, your last breath. Take all the things that we have left. No honor, fist in the sky. Crumbling down. No wonder why. That father time has abandoned us. Leave behind your incubus. An empty threat, a line in the sand. Your scorched and ugly promised land. It dies, it dies. Nightfall, darkest day. No place to turn, cant run away. Gods child, favorite son. Cant undo what has been done. Look within, hate the most. Exorcise this holyghost. Cant escape, this living hell. We go where only spirits dwell. The light, but theres no light. Its hell on earth we no longer thrive. We fight to survive. No path to righteousness. No resist, necropolis calling. Its hell on earth. Crawl, beg for this. Forgivness. As cities are falling. Its hell on earth. Lifes slaughter, your last breath. Take all the things that we have left. No honor, fist in the sky. Crumbling down. No wonder why. That father time has abandoned us. Leave behind your incubus an empty threat, a line in the sand. Your scorched and ugly promised land it dies, it dies its hell on earth Matt Sorg Guitars James Human Furnace Bulloch Vocals Mike Lare Bass Chris Dora Drums
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