Subliminal
The scars bleed
As the demon feeds
As it feeds it breeds
The offsprings bleed
The ancient war
Which gave birth to this world
"We have vowed to lead man astray
We will not be mercifull when we take them away"
I heard the demons say
The day cometh
The waters will be poisonous
The slayer rideth
Upon the pale horse
He leaves a trail of desolation
From the sword to starvation
The wind will howl
"death is upon us"
The mountains will fall
Down into the depth
The hills will foul
As the earth trembles
The dreaded will become real.
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