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Deeper, deeper we fell

Oblivious to the sound of the knell

Slower, slower we fell

Oblivious to the sound of the knell

..the final ride of Death

Devilish, divine, glory to the I … glory to the I

..the final ride of Death

No laughter, no tears, no life, no death

No war, no peace, no hate, no compassion

The end of life – cult of doom

Life must end – cult of doom

She sharpened her blade - With necrotic hands…

A choir sings of death and loss, of failure of men, of failure of life

Sear me, sear this earth, with a crown of sympathy, this earth will die

She sharpened her blade – With necrotic hands, for her last ride

The bloodline of Eve and Adam has come to an end

The lifeline of Gods and Beasts has come to stop

Utter failure, utter loss, without grief, demons divine

Utter failure, utter loss, without grief, the fleeing of Gods

The beheaded corpse of an angel-like figure

Its feathered wings burned, broken, defleshed

The broken bones of a devil-like figure

Its reptile tail burned, broken, defleshed

… The final ride of Death

No eyes to see, no ears to hear, no mouth to speak

The final ride of Death