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Stormbound is our world, seething and confined |
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Profound is this Hell, draconian in design |
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Arise from slumber to the call of the awaker |
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Renounce your leaders and lead me to your undertaker |
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Deep in Death's realm we still lay hiding |
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For despite our demise we still keep dying |
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A dystopia formed from the traits of our kind |
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Incarceration unfitting our crime |
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Recall ideals we once held so uphigh |
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But the die was cast and we were all cast to die... |
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Lost in Death's realm we continue trying |
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For despite our demise we still keep dying |
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Dead and dying |
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Lifeless yet espying |
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Trapped in Death's realm we carry on denying |
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For despite our demise we still keep dying |
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In spite our cries the truth remains binding |
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Dead and dying |
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Deceased yet defying |