I have haunted your soul I have fought your battles I gave you the answers I took your pain away Now is the time to harvest Now is the time to collect To see what you have conquered And to send your soul to hell! Burning corpses, the stench of flesh Scorched field, the cleansing of the earth Where are your gods? Your dying prayers as futile as your faith Every man to himself Figure out the ways of belief The existence of denial I could never be crowned in that pitiful way Cursed souls, drenched in loss Defeated by the ineffable force To live in oblivion or die with pride Burning lights flashes memories Cant hold back, cant hold still As I scream out the message No hope, no fear this is the end of all! Hear the screams of lost souls Hear them begging for mercy They lost the battle They experienced the pain Now is the time to harvest Now is the time to collect To see what you have conquered And to send your soul to hell! Flayed bodies eyeless skulls Inhumanity, the awaited fall Feel the godless wrath That heralds the end of all Burning lights flashes memories Cant hold back, cant hold still As I scream out the message No hope, no fear this is the end of all!
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