Inner walls are painted green,
A high spokesman is calling on rise:
''Now will speak those who never prayed,
There is no doubt in martial play!''
Let there be dawn of atrocity,
Fall of reality.
Shaded thoughts by simplicity...
Will i last to see?
The old man preacher sets foretellings:
''From rotten flesh, dreams we'll forge,
Fortune sells for all the dwellers!''
Corruption smells in this time of year...
Let there be dawn of atrocity,
Fall of reality.
Shaded thoughts by simplicity...
Will i last to see?
Can i foresee who will place the fear?
Preserve my will and stay within...?
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