Vengeful thoughts bulding up inside of me
Like savege warships on the wrinkles of my forehead
They are marching to battle.
It’s so painful to swallow my rage
When I see the doing of mankind
With the numbing taste of the ignorance
With their blackened hearts and minds.
Infecting this real beauty in this age of decay
When the ones who sink rise
The ones who see go blind
And the dead starts walking
Poisoned is the water
Flowing down the river
She will turn a blind eye
As we scream, we sink, we shiver
Horses of the Ghost will descend for the rivers to be drained
To avange that we have laid our paradise to waste
And the riverbanks will be covered with bodies
Fort he earth to bury them
Thus will be cleansed the world.
Like the organism cleansing its parasites
She will kill us without mercy
She, who gave birth to this decay
I want out from this dying world
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