Sorrow filled days of disease, the faceless shadows arise.
The fear once among the lust, now reflects creations demise.
So to the idols wait for the impending doom, under a godless sky, yet we walk
on further atop the broken glass.
For our feet will heal but our souls stay doused.
With humanity's blood, await the crucifixion, no one is forgiven, everything
precious lost.
Sanctified to God, carved into our souls, carved into our past, our lives
severed!!!
Our lives remain severed!!!

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