01 In the Face of Death (04:49)
Die!
Waiting in silence on the gray wall
Smoke is rising, reckoning the fates' call
...Down
In the face of death I spit my last curse
As Greed twist's the knife, it's but the next verse
Bloodstains blacken the ground
Cursed flesh, paid by the pound
Die!
Die!
Just die!
By my hand you die
Doomed to fall as snakes in twists of death, we die
Back turned to the lie
To the lie!
Mandala, mark of the treacherous
Rain-soaked skin, echoes of nefarious...
...Ones!
...Of the nefarious ones!
Cold hangs the setting sun
We shall meet again, forms untold
If...I die...soon will these lines be retold
You will never stand in the light of grace
Buried in abject disgrace
Die!
Die!
Just die!
By my hand you die
Doomed to fall as snakes in twists of death, we die
Back turned to the lie
To the lie!
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