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Die

Sorcerers of blackened obsolescence

Horrid mind, a labyrinth for worms

Putrefying words spewed down into their hands

And thrown upon a canvas of repugnance

Screaming

Seeking

Dreaming

Believing

THEY ARE THE FIRST TO DIE

THEY ARE THE FIRST TO DIE

NO ODIN UP IN THEIR EMPTY SKY

THEY ARE THE FIRST TO DIE

The loudest and the ugliest voices crash down

A crescendo of ego stroked vomit

Masters of nothing save their own hyperbole

"Wolves" that are all bark and no bite

Screaming

Seeking

Dreaming

Believing

THEY ARE THE FIRST TO DIE

THEY ARE THE FIRST TO DIE

NO ODIN UP IN THEIR EMPTY SKY

THEY ARE THE FIRST TO DIE

Self-proclaimed masters

Abominations in the eyes

Those whom they are pledged to

Their dead kings scoff from the grave

Lunatics of a dirty breed

Designing their kingdom from scraps

And those dead kings sigh

"You would have been the first to die"

The first in line

THEY ARE THE FIRST TO DIE

THEY ARE THE FIRST TO DIE

NO ODIN UP IN THEIR EMPTY SKY

THEY ARE THE FIRST TO DIE