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WE'RE LOST IN TIME, AGAIN
TRAPPED IN MY
SERVING MY SIN
SCREAMS OF MADNESS
ECHO DOWN HALLS
SUCH A COLD BUILD BEHIND THESE
WALLS

AS THE BUILD
IS OVERWHELMING ME
AS THE SMOKE FLOWS THROUGH LUNGS
I'LL MY GOD IN YOUR SUFFERING
THESE SCREAMS OF A SO CALLED
OPENING OF A CELLAR DOOR
THESE SCREAMS NOW A SO NIGHTMARE
YOUR FEAR TO MY WORLD

I MUST FACE THE SUN, TO THIS FUCKING PATH
TO DEFEAT THIS HORRID BEAT, MY JOURNY HAS JUST
I FEED ON THE FEAR OF THE MAD-MADE ANTI-CHRIST
I FEED ON THE FEAR, INDULGING SACRIFICE.

I WONT EVER, I WONT LET THIS END