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All, what has begun, is sentenced to end soon or late

All, what you have planned, is leading to an accident

All, what you have hoped, will deceive with the worst event

All, what you have been running after, is a grave, it's your fate

It's just a question of time

All, the ones you care, will betray you or die

All the ones you have loved, never really loved you

All, of your heroes, and idols, will be totally forgotten

All, is empty there, and you are forever alone in this Cosmos

The Scythe is slicing off lives and deeds

Slowly but surely is coming your turn

The Sixth is sliding in silence and feeds

Your curse! And that is the Law Of Saturn

A painted instantly on Goya's wall

A Trojan in every biological cell

The more you rise, the harder you'll fall

A Law of demise, because under the pall is Hell

Sixth pointed star at His North Pole

The Seal of Solomon

Eye of the Storm at His South Pole

To deal with the Demon

The blackest of the planet

All of your deeds will fade at the horizon

All of your achievements aim for oblivion

All, what you have achieved is miserable and pathetic

All, what you have reached, is a just another step towards death!

It's just a question of time

Nameless horror in space it crawls

Devouring perpetually aeons

The blackest of the plannet withers

As a jigsaw wheel in the others