hundred thousand years go by
you're still so far down, so far below
you are the lowest one I know
dragons feasting on your flesh and bones
you can run but what good does it do
the soldiers find you, shoot you dead
evil all around your poor demented soul
fake your strength, pretend, no fear
not so bright if you fake a tear
dreaded anger and thoughts of demons in flesh
cold hard eyes belong to you
the dragons find your scent and kill you
sin is in your burdened eyes
follow me to the brighter side
watch the tide rise and fall
when it's time you will know
fused by blood and shocked by fear
ripped in two, your heart is mine
with this feast I claim the right to burn your soul
rot in hell you fucking shit
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