Scattered bodies fill the streets.
A nightmare as you told.
Smoldering ashes haunt the night.
The story will unfold.
The battle of a thousand angers.
Takes all life from limb.
Conjuring the present as we make the final sin.
Climb the terror south.
Till you can not hear a sound.
Decaying mutilation of the lifeless all around.
Wicked scent redundant of an evil seen before.
The dead flow down to hell.
And we bleed forever more.
Stagnant water fills us.
As the twilight hour nears.
The nuclear incision.
Has now dried up all our tears.
Our cross burnt with untimely.
Heat rays from the sun.
The day will end in fire.
And the night will soak in blood.

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