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As the smoke clears
And the dust flies away
All thats left of this life
Is death and decay
A rotted corpse with no hope of life
Impaled in my heart
Is this serrated knife

Words from the heavens will surely bring
The pieces of my life
Tied by this golden string
Burned long ago
Forever lost in space
No way to my body
No way to see your face

I'll drift amongst the stars
To meet the ones who made a difference
But their souls are lost
Unable to reach the ground
Struck by the hand of a higher being
Brought back by this malevolence
Surfacing the evil within
The killing machine of sin

A massacre, a slaughter
A grin on my face
Surely brings sick joy
Cutting at my own pace
Fast and swift
My legs only drift
Towards the ones I call enemy
The beholders of broken dreams

Dark promises from the words of him
"Give me your life, and I'll free you from sin"
My only key to return to the earth
The place my mother gave birth
To a soul of the light
Destined to fight
Cornered by the darkness
Revered by the maddened ones

Eyes of darkness can shine no light
This soul of madness, can no longer fight
I've done what you asked, wearing the blood of the vein
I ask for forgiveness, yet only one task remains
To strike down the one
Who brought love to my life
No willpower to do it
Instead I'll carve my heart out
With this serrated knife