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The shards of the inevitable

Striking with ferocity between

The remnants of shattered dreams

And the symbol as it gleams



Hallowed in blood and death

Buried in scattered fragments

From memories of the night

And voices that won't relent



The sacramental justice forged

The sacrificial lambs now destroyed

Trapped within their own minds

Entombed behind the void



Just two shots to taste

No remorse for the last days

Reminiscing in darkness tonight

With penance in our hearts we say



All hail to the political machine

Created from ashes of broken dreams

The truth isn't what it seems

The madness consumes all it sees



From the shallows of hell

To the heights of ethereal grace

In the mists of circumstance

Behind my devil's face



The world is burning slowly

And the time is riding nigh

The destruction of the complex

At the vision that the angels cry



From the lips of babes

With the passions of the chosen

Lies the darkness of the light

Fists clinched but mouth wide open



Bearing the sins we commit

In mindless fits of apathy

Bowing down to our own failures

We ride on wings of deceit



And the ashes dance in the wind

Arranged in morbid echoes

The story nobody knows

Of a darkness that swallowed us whole