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(screaaaaam) A crimson shadow claims the stars (errgghh) The blackest tides are breaking
free
The pale light bleeds through iron bars
A silent death on land and sea
Look up, the skies are turning cold (run)
Under the weight of the bad moon rise
All hope is buried in the dust
No mercy left behind these eyes
Only the ash and bones we trust
The forest rots beneath the glow (hahahaha)
Our final breath is choked away
No salvation down below
We rot before the break of day
Bow down to the night (blegh)
(the end is here)