thought for the ones who prey on the fallen victims. Lining streets with the flood of what remains from trials and tribulations. Bringing out the dead
shadows We are living amongst the dead Waiting for the next attack With one last gasping breath Our hearts Turns pitch black Our hearts They're resting in your hands
hear me rise above material and cardinal sin They shot me in the face Mars wins. Mars wins. Mars wins. Mars wins. Mars wins (Jet-black smoke on the
I hear the Shadows scream Calling for my Soul They will ride with me On the Wings of Damnation Together with my Goddess We're restless in the Woods Screaming with
Soul I hear the Shadows scream Calling for my Soul They will ride with me On the Wings of Damnation Together with my Goddess We're restless in the Woods Screaming with
veiled in Black weeping at Her own Grave Side by Side with Death Widely opened are Gehenna's Gates like a Virus from Ereschkigal Myriads of Dead do march
dead you look so old hands are numb your face is cold eyes of the dead eyes of the dead eyes of the dead crusted black putrid face all are dead the
jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates." And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head. Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
said, "All rise." We all stood up, and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with
faults Let the facade fall dead in the fog While the voices that are inside of your head applaud I'm like, everyone got a course to fly Run towards a rise
x [Verse Three] I planned this and I done planned that But every time it go sour, I can't stand that I want money and the power in my hand black I'ma
Thy secret name, the Hydra knoweth Thy lair... Dagon shall break Thy accursed bonds, and Thy kingdom shall rise once more." Rise o' spawn of Chaos and elder night. With
fever-haunted dreams... [The Voice of the Harbinger:] The land awash with spilled blood, and viscera torn forth from the sundered dead... Gorge the earth with flesh darkened with
hurl itself like a black tide against the now bloodied but still razor edged steel of the grim survivors of Hyperborea. With the enchantments of the
bones, devour their souls! [Chapter 2: Havoc at the Shrine of A'zura-Kai] [THE KING:] Onwards with our spear-heads gleaming, Meet them with cold steel
I stand alone, I await the moon to rise, the sun to set Memories filled with wounds and scars Like nails driven through my heart Night lays over me