Awoke from the earth
A vengeance from the silent ones
Rise to the malevolence in his eyes for the right
Burning a path
Marching towards an epitaph
It lays fires in the wake of the destruction and the art
The art
The art, bow to the arrogance
Flesh gears start to turn
And the nightmare begins anew for you
So pray to the emptiness in the gods for your life
The art, beg for the punishment
In the grind
Ground into nothingness
Forced into hell, can you
Show them where the empty gods lie
Weak are falling prey
Smell the burning of the innocents
Captured like some rats, they are screaming for their lives
And out from the gods
Comes the silent hand of nothingness
Doing nothing, saying nothing, wheres your faith now
Human ashes fall like rain
A curse for the empty gods, you are all a lie
Lost and alone in the emptiest kind of hell
Lost and alone you writhe
[repeat verse 4 times]
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