Oh night deceive the day with your fabulous whores
Don't leave us here for one day more
Send me your greatest sons of war
To bury me
As I dreamed of a world forever dark,
And city's burn through brutal wars
Where our gods turned out the evening light
And forever banished us

On this stage where they hung our beloved pride
Where the faces of morality have died
A hall where sons of harlots dance
On hallowed songs
You can sing your tunes and hymns of war
Spread the hate and connect the pain
As we will sever it again

As I walk through the valley of life and death,
It's only one thing that I regret,
It's the way that the gods have left us all
Left stranded
There is nothing here but pain and hate,
And a little spark that we call god,
But it's just for keeping us from not going under

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