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Fiasko
02:03
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I kneel before him. He profanes me. He profanes me for the things I've done. No peace to my soul. I was nailed on the upside down cross. Cursed. Failed. Damned. Nailed.
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End Of Pain
01:06
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That grasping claw, it comes for me. His cloak is black as darkest night. Tear the essence from deep inside. Bone fingers are splayed and wide. - I fall into the reapers bliss for I have heard his call. If only I could betray him and break my path of destiny. His scythe scrapes the ground as he drags the flash of silver under the sky. But across the scorched and desert plane he brings a gift at highest price.
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Vault
01:04
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We are the outcasts, banished and reviled by the ones who dwell above. Here in the filth and darkness we claw out a wretched existence. We are the outcasts! We are denial! Everything we touch is laid to waste.
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Disunion
01:03
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Mind Trap
His fire filled up my lungs. He‘s the heat from below, the beast from deep inside. Death is the one I fear.
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Dead Roots
00:59
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They take my life. The lips of death have blown me out with their sudden breath. Nothing can revive my vanished spark. Do I really have to dwell in the dark? The tree of my life, crushed by death‘s cruel feet. Can the blossom live when the roots are dead? It‘s dead. I‘m dead. We‘re dead. I love my life, but death‘s bitter sword has severed me from the breathing world. Suffer forever. Distress together.
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No Tomorrow
02:04
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Grim reaper again, he's always there. Watching, waiting. How he stares. From nothing to nothing to nothing to nothing. From nothing to nothing to nothing to nothing. Styx and Acheron, the water so black. Two men over, just one man back! From nothing to nothing to nothing to nothing. From nothing to nothing to nothing to nothing to nothing. Upon the fading sight of my eyes that knew this world and lent disguise to what my earnest thoughts had been, but now I'm done with all I've seen. Be kind dark sky and let me rest. I can't take no more. I gave my best. Upon the fading sight of my eyes that knew this world and lent disguise to what my earnest thoughts had been, but now I'm done with all I've seen. Betrayed by death, where is the red? Am I just dreaming or am I dead? No tomorrow.
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