Poison runs through the veins of life.
Time's over we walk into the land of desolation.
Dead man walking in the eye of the storm, condemned by his hand, thinking what went wrong.
Preparator to the darkest crime.
Violation of creation for a destiny.
Held in the hands of desolation.
Is this how it ends, in the flames?
Destroyed by blindness, I don't want redemption to be gained through fire.
Dead man walk over the carcass of his life.
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