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Storm - descends in hellish reign, a blight upon the skies |
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Run - all hope is now in vain, there is only time left to die |
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Fire - unfolds its choking grasp, a nuclear pyre upon which to burn |
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Scream - a nation breathes it's last, man is now ashes and the world is his urn |
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The storm before the calm |
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A darkness without dawn |
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All hope and life is gone |
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With the storm before the calm |
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Burn - in throes of genocide, breath comes in fatal fumes |
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Choke - on toxic winds death rides, decrying all our dooms |
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Lost - the game ends in checkmate, and this time no one wins |
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Dead - we'll see the truth too late, everyone dies for one man's sins |
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The storm before the calm |
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A darkness without dawn |
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All hope and life is gone |
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With the storm before the calm |
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We can no longer pretend |
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That there is beginning, without end |
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And now, we must come to the end |
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Skies - stretch blackened overhead, an endless ebony tomb |
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Earth - crumbles beneath the dead, despoiled and consumed |
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Dead - ashes shroud to the land, to bury all our bones |
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Calm - a somber day at hand, a funeral with none left to mourn |
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The storm before the calm |
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A darkness without dawn |
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All hope and life is gone |
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With the storm before the calm |
