Author Information
End
Folder:
Good Forever plagued with heartless need,
Death and War our favored steed,
We satisfy our endless greed,
There will be no assistance.
Accursed sword and blessed knife,
How beautiful an ended life,
Forever hold our reign of strife,
We destroy all resistance.
Drunk upon depressing waves,
Souls the Savior thinks he saves,
Remembered well as nameless graves,
He is not the last.
Families apart are torn,
Sacrifice the newly born,
The Masque of Death gladly worn,
Freedom is the past.
Caught in our fatal dance,
Forever in a deathlike trance,
Souls taken with a phantom lance,
Terror is unfurled.
Vanquish love, replaced with hate,
Thirst for pain that never sates,
Realm of death that we create,
We bring the End of the World…
