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As we hobble on broken glass Our wounds deeper than bone at last A faint fickle tear of the skin As the stones cascade from these rising winds Hear our battle cry Its inevitable fate where we all go to die Drag me from the pits Or take to hills and spread these decries We are the fallen Bound by chains Guided by winds to These vast desolate lands That blind our ways Strangle our fate Feel my heart Palpitate endlessly These tattered limbs Quiver under their remedies Abandon all reason And take to these fallacies We shan't be imprisoned By your immorality This is the end, the end of days Letras de cancionesBroke like a dog, forced to praise Erase our lives, when will your god arise Beckoned and bleak, forfeit the weak Trampled by all, all their decree How long must we abide Only the strong will survive Escape and spread this tale of atrocities Before its too late, disband this final resting place How long must we suffer Shackled and shamed by this mandate The fallen are under and no solution will be made From Letras Mania