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Autumn leaves in the mist

Rusty words summons the dark

Dreadful thoughts turns into silence

Silence that makes you inhuman

The earth is shaking

The man from the shadows

Walks towards the weak

Gain power from the empty stares

The taste of decay and a cold wind appears when he arrives

Inflammation running out of his eyes

Black substance on his feet

Hands that pierce through every cell

With ravenous appetite he makes you take distance from yourself

Banned from your own heart fading away

Left to history as a sad man

Left to history as a sad man

Left to history as a sad man

Left to history as a sad man