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The Mortal's Harvest

de A Loathing Requiem

Eed, the storm will feed

On the flesh of man relentlessly

Prophecies of a ludicrous
Mortal were set in stone

To crucify the ones
That do not follow

Seed, inconspicuously they plant
The seed of treachery

Baptized daily in disbelief
As logic subsides absurdities

Designed by dreams, i awaken

With clean eyes i
See an awakening

Annihilation induced by
The luminous firestorm

A human mind soaks
In apathy

Crushed
To make pristine

Bound as slaves in effigy

A time for
Expiration in high demand

Oblivion awaits as we convert
Ourselves back into sand

Feed, the storm will feed

On
The flesh of man relentlessly

Now we wait for the horseman
And the face of god

Now we wait for the
Grand alignment

Now we dwell in
Deceit and defeat

Now we wait
Upon the firestorm

Fearing when the heat approaches

For it's presence will illuminate in the sky bringing
Forth annihilation

A blinding light dries
Up every well in sight

Pungent winds searing the flesh
Until the end of time

(solo)

Hear the cacophony bellowing from the
Smoldering ash

Disregard the cries and pleas of agony from
Disobliging receptacles

(solo)

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