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Through the beacon I see terror before me

Dilated pupils of man, woman and child

The trees as they split and they smoke and they weep

Charred corpses rain from the sky

Roaches feed on my freid nerves

In an attempt to numb the pain

My lungs are encased in a locked ribcage

And a cold sweat creeps down my spine

Roaches feed on my freid nerves

In an attempt to numb the pain

And a mantis, a mantis, a mantis prays for me

A black embryo hidden in the passage of time

A wash of stormclouds shadow mankind

Darkness engulfes mankind

To give birth to scorpion

On foreign beds of straw

Sweet incense clouds my pain

The onyx beating heart is a metronome

And my being keeps me sane