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Waiting, for the dead to rise and march forth Grieve mine eyes arise to defend, the fear that the fallen are soon to ascend Spreads like ravenous venomous hate, and all who still live shall share the same fate Misery, darkest acts of contemplation Agony, beg for death before salvation With my final breath I recall a night of horrid dismay The clouds conceal the heavens from the mortal sons of earth Strikes of thunder lacerate condemning mortal birth Written on the faces of the children who are lost Disbelief at their own fates the paths that they have crossed, revealed!!! Revealed to mine eyes a path from which I cannot return. The way we were, so innocent, so young, concealed was the darkness within me, as wind and time flow the sands Break away, dreams of pure madness too vivid and real the line of reality in shade, Festering cries of religious intent revealed to me the very truths of a desperate kind of greedy hate, Anticipate of wealth for mortal kind What does it matter I say clenching my chest alone and shriveled tonight. Surrounded by eyes of vultured intent revealed to mine eyes Collapse of pure spirit, to a world full of fear Inevitably certainly rise From the voice of the wind a warning to all Prepare to lose your lives! Faced with the trials of ancestors past And the outcome remains the same We walk the same path from dusk to disgrace Our humanity decays in vain. From Letras Mania