Exitium bring us peace within the ruin
Grant us this release
Our tongues are falling away
We are the chosen children
Soldiers turned to clay
Gone are the golden wings of gossamer
And the circumstance of decay
We cry for sweet lenore
Gone away
Shall I slam the door
Or is this the beginning
Bold are the brazen drones that mold and violate
Change is the unattained
The goal we seek has withered alone and afraid
We cry and plead for war
Gone astray
Man's greed has damned us all
The anthem of the living
Lenore has been chosen
She is the leader
We shall follow her blindly
But beware the rabbit hole is deep
We cry for sweet lenore
Gone away
Shall I slam the door
Withered alone and afraid
We cry and plead for war
Gone astray
Man's greed has damned us all
The anthem of the living
This is the ending of all time
This is our exitium
These are our last words, our last songs
These is our swansong
I am the last revolution
Turn be backward and bastardize me
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