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The Marked Ones

The Marked Ones

 

Icicles stab like swords through my heart,

Enemies terrorize my mind,

Sanity slipping from the whole and the parts,

Time is elapsing,

Panic starts,

 

The dream of salvation is lost in the storm,

Ugly dark angels beg to be born,

Uncage the black beast,

Unholiest sworn,

 

Warriors come running from distant lands,

Strength and composure ripped out of their hands,

Death and destruction spew through the air,

No honor or humility left to be spared,

 

Maleficence wears a crooked disguise,

Hope cannot spread through torment and lies,

Promises unkempt means lead in the blood,

Evil is brewing infinity floods,

 

With violence and rage demons parade,

Men’s wills are crushed and souls are assuaged,

The demons we not know all by name,

With trickery they lure us to sin and cause pain,

Here in this cave,

Beauty is maimed,

The demons have spoken,

The damage is done,

The battleship sunk, the surrender song sung,

The demons have spoken,

Future unchanged,

The demons have spoken,

Our souls are all stained.

Evilsinnersdepressionhelplesshopelessself-destruction

◄ Fracture

Sulphur ►

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