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

damnation, I feel the worst is yet to come.
Breathe new life 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 lines of truth blurred into of gray.

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

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

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

I can hear twilight's swan play, I can feel 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 to the hearts of the dead, her words left to rot inside my head.

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

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