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Through the poison of progress,

we are blind to the truth.

As nature's screams,

Echoes in the wind.

In despair, we are drawn to the void.

Where the earth weeps, its essence destroyed.

Our souls wither destiny's sealed fate.

Beneath the cold moon, we scream in pain,

We will rise from the depths, ignite our dark might,

In the symphony of chaos, we'll reclaim the night.

Embracing the void, where our darkness is

displayed.

The raging tempest, we'll find our strength,

Within destruction, we'll own the night.

Beneath the cold moon, we scream in pain,

Consumed by darkness, we are in-sane.

We will rise from the depths, ignite our dark might,

In the symphony of chaos, we'll reclaim the night.