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This is the chorus of the lost undead, an anthem to welcome the i have bred.

damnation, I feel the worst is yet to come.
Breathe new into this hollow cage.
A that's left undone.
The grief of a legion,
A winterscape painted red blood.
Watch as it from my lips to this page.
The of truth blurred into shades of gray.

Her lips so soft, oh mistress of she comforts me.
You hear me scream these words but do you know what really mean?
You see the inside me but do you know what I've really seen?

As slowly rot and my flesh ashes,
the flames from a burning body, or the waves of an endless sea.
I'm for breath all i really want is death.

Turn back on the world and say goodbye to all of this.
Turn back on the world and no one will ever notice.
These are just scattered ashes, this is my name spoken in tense.
your back on the world and no one will ever notice.

I can hear twilight's swan song play, I can sorrow's arms holding me in my grave.
I can hear twilight's swan song play, I can feel arms holding me in my grave.
These songs belongs to the hearts of the dead, her left to rot inside my head.

Here I stand at the of winter where frozen still life begins to thaw.
extols my emptiness behind my thoughts.

Buried for all too see.
A grave without a is where you'll find me.
My from heaven.
The of obsession.