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Scorched lands

We walk alone the path of righteousness
Through swamps and mud of misery divine
Dodging our flesh from swarming dead past
To seek a branch of hope, to reach our soul
A Quest of life worth fighting for.

Sore dreams reaping the vast abyss
Creating rifts of blinding torments
We follow gently looking back,
The vacuum hunts our daily lives
Shifting the gears of destiny to us.


The screams of shadows echoing the present
Standing alone against the dark,
Clueless of time bearing the pain,
Lost without balance in but still out
Crumbling earth eating our minds.

Flows of molting crust bursts from the ground
Relieving pressure matching his hate,
The stars themselves are leaving our side,
Corrupted landscapes our eyes take heart,
Sheltering no more our way of life.

We cry, we knell, and pray to God
No answer now, we had our chance,
Brave humans, lift up your heads and take a bow
The flesh might die, but something will endure
Our souls will forever search the skies.

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