Take a look in your blue eyes. The dead and lost can't tell those lies. Take a look at your blue skies; you will see this demise. The bodies pile ever higher; Drip in the stream growing sour; The bodies pile ever higher; from blood to dust it will devour....
As my eyes make out the silloette of every demon that haunts, I struggle to stay on course. A mind tormented by every thought. How can this be? The boney hands scratch and tear as we fall further and further. A world of death; a world of evil. Pray for peace...pray for us.
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