Here I Am Among the Four
Here I am standing in the shadows of light
Here I am whispering curses and blessings
Here I am standing in the glory of Famine
Drinking the blood of the fallen
Eating the flesh of the living
Here I am robbing the dreams of the sleepless
Here I am laying the restless
Here I am watching the joys of war
Caressing the hate of the lovers
Stroking the pain of the strong
Here I am beckoning the weak to fight
Here I am calling the ill to stand
Here I am sustaining the will of pestilence
Bathing the wealth in bile
Corrupting all perfection into sin
Here I am creating graves
Here I am disturbing the soulless
Here I am walking through the valley of death
Singing out from the emptiness of nothing
Calling the light from the darkness
Here I am between the Four
Here I am the Four say my Name
Here I am the end of days
Here I am the Four call out to me Here I am...
Apocalypse is here to stay
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