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Lifeless torsos decompose hanging from the hooks in the walls. |
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The monotonous sound of dripping blood echoes through the halls. |
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Passing through a candlelit chamber of lies wealth can't escape the shrilling screams of undead souls. |
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When the sky freezes over and begins to storm with blood would you kill your own kind, would you honor those that died. |
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When forced into battle morals become obsolete and everyone becomes a nemesis. |
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Slaves of a treacherous beast to capture freedoms of the human mind. |
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But in the dark glow of the moonlight's shadow this creature awaits. |
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Visualizing the nightmares of an eminant future. |
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Spreading fear and hatred through his people he embarked on a quest to sabotage humanity. |
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A stadium of genocide at his fingertips. |
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The apocalypse is upon us. |
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Horizons fog with greed. |
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No action is taken by the absent militia and the path to devastation remains. |
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Who will escape the blade and begin a new age of revolution? When the sky freezes over and begins to storm with blood would you kill your own kind, would you honor those that died |
