The Funeral Pyre - World of Vengeance


The blackest of night
The darkest of ages
It shall not save you
From what our world faces
Fallen angels from teh sky
Apocalypse lingers in your mind
But on this demon night
I sit alone, contemplating
The actions of our kind
Solitude is a way to esscape
For I see no serenity
Amongst the masses of followers
We will live in hell for eternity
The setting sun, a black dawn
The future seems bleak
The eternal war is what we're upon
I know no faith
I know no tale
Of a man who died in vein
From the ashes of a tortured world
Brought down by the organized tyrant
We rise against the felonies
Displayed by our hierachy
World of vengeance

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