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Where’s the sun?

Loss of warmth

Crawl out of the night

Grasp the last of embers

Of the hearth that will outlive us

All light is faded

Ever cold, embracing

Is hunger our fate?

The hand of man brings hell

Prey on the flesh of the innocent

Prey on the flesh of the innocent

Learn my name

Through the bitter end

Fire shining in

Foul legacy

Piled on the graves

Menial, ever

We, the cold will harness,

withered our soul too long.

Penance is betrayed, survivor, blackness.

Growing feat of future darkness.

Mors triumphans. Venit ad nos

Finem omnium. Lux ultima.

Finis mundi. Dies ultimus.

Silence, silence.

Ashes blown into oblivion

all that was.

Fall unto the breathless void