1. |
Scour
01:48
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One final flash illuminates the night
A signal of our obliteration
As we are turned into nothing
With open arms we welcome our death
As we are turned into nothing
And we are missed by nothing
Scoured from the Earth
Like the vermin we are
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2. |
Blood Iron
00:52
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At we dawn we rise
Iron runs through our veins
A greed an envy fueled machine
That doesn't break
That doesn't bleed
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3. |
Venomous Clouds
00:52
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One day it came
It wiped out the surface
Only those who found shelter survived
Leaving us with our sins in this Hell
Venomous clouds
Rained on the Damned
Only those who found shelter survived
Leaving us with our sins in this Hell
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4. |
Stench of Death
00:44
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An army of death
Has descended upon us
No mercy for the old or the sick
Corpses linger
The stench of death
The stench of war
No mercy for the old or the sick
Corpses linger
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5. |
Enslaved
00:40
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Slave to a machine
Who's objective is power
Born to serve as wood for the fire
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6. |
Dust
00:25
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In the blink of an eye men turn to dust
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7. |
Fallen Forgotten
00:54
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Bloodless wounds washed by rainfall
Dust settles on the fallen forgotten
The eyes and the lips the crows will find first
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