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My Morbid Angel

As the heaving earth dies The draining path of existence turns chaotic As I taste the ashes of my love ones in my mouth They've scattered in the wind Another day, another night lost I've seen enough, as mortals roam around in a state of psychosis A reflection of sorrow waiting waiting for fulfillment All I have is my Morbid Angle When did it start, the forces of insanity to strong to resist Has it gone to far, haunting screams, hollowed inside We can no longer be free, walking the void lands of treason My Morbid Angel break these chains Watching over me, give me the strength to thrive Looking upon the floor I see pale, battered, broken bodies I seems they've struggled to live This world has become cruel during this apocalyptic time All Ihave is my Morbid Angel, caring for me Cold, dead eyes everywhere showcasing their disgrace Condemned to try to survive till death This all started from the cowardice of man As their pureness died they've followed the matter of cynical wars Now all I have is my Morbid Angel Revealing me to liberating path

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