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Verse: From the flesh on the wrist I am bleeding drifting into the arms of the entity, wading into his form an immeasurable ocean, immaculate is the structure vast and empty. Cold and dark a world called time.

Prechorus: Condemned to suffer the light of the Sun.

Verse: formed from the ash, born in it's past. Memories forgotten, a future woven. Speaking in echoes, existing in a dream. Materialized on this world a suit of decay in a world full of life. Bearing the torches, a now dying light.

Prechorus: Condemned to suffer the light of the Moon!

Chorus: The screams are the sounds.

We are FALLEN.

Return me to that ancient abyss.

END THIS NIGHTMARE.

For I long for the dark.

END THIS NIGHTMARE.

To the cold dark woods In the snow. Under a blackened moon.

END THIS NIGHTMARE.

Verse: Blood fills the space, leaving its stench. Screams fill the space, flooding with time. Eons ago I saw the birth of time. In lands far away, drawn in my mind. Far past the peaks falling through stars, the temples of heaven will burn.

Prechorus: Condemned to suffer the light of the stars!

We are fallen.