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World Funeral
07:06
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WORLD FUNERAL
These fields were always green
Now nothing grows, and never will
Left is a stench of decay
Death breeds among flesh and bones
Take a look, a look at today
Humanity is digging its own fucking grave
The sea will boil as the heaven bursts to fire
The reaper will harvest in the final hour
Progress is not always progress
When extinction is the price to pay
This world is going under
As we bury our dead
Take a look, a look at today
Humanity is digging its own fucking grave
The sea will boil as the heaven bursts to fire
The reaper will harvest in the final hour
Funeral, an entire world
Funeral, awaits
Don´t take action
Don´t fight back
Accept whats coming
There is no turning back
world
funeral
Take a look, a look at tomorrow
Humanity has digged its own fucking grave
The sea now boil as the heaven bursts to fire
The reaper harvest in the final hour
Hour
Hour
Final Hour
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Shadow
05:44
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SHADOW
Warrior arise
Claim the throne that is yours
Never have ivé seen you so weak
Just a shadow from before
Shadow
Just a shadow
Once you were fighting
With impossible strenght
But utopic turned dystopic
Now you suffer with the rest
The tables, they must turn
Make the crucial change
Remeber all your dreams
Recognise your own potential
Rise from the abyss
Take charge of your life
Face - destroy your tormentor
Masters shall kneel before your eyes
Face
Destroy
Your tormentor
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Fields of genocide
03:44
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Fields of Genocide
The medal of honour
On the war heroes chest
Was giving to him
Because of an terrible act
In the fight for "peace" - a massgrave was created
In the fight for "justice" - a holocaust took place
Innocent drown in a sea of boiling blood
The slaughter continues
A nightmare for us
Reality for others
Fields of genocide
Twisted
Beyond
Description
Innocent drown in a sea of boiling blood
Far away from this land
A victim is blown to bits
In a country we didn´t even know exist
This is twisted - out of control
The medal was given to the slaughter lord
Innocent drown in a sea of boling blood
Sea of boiling bloooood
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WITH MY DYING BREATH I CURSE THIS WORLD...
I saw strange beasts, warlords of this barren earth locked at each others throats, foaming mad by avarice, their feet dug in deep into the blood drenched soil and wherever they turned their eyes , carnage and plunder followed their trail, like insects, a plague.
Over a hill I saw standards waving in the wind, cracking like thunder in the cold breath of death as the final storm is rising over our earth, what began as a whisper will soon be screaming as dusk sets over barren fields and to the brink of extinction beats the banner of war.
A blistering shadow emerges on the throne to whisper into their ears, soothing, reassuring, threatening. Promises about filling the void inside man by commands to be held. My love, my lord, my god. Salvation. To be thrown on your knees and suck the sweet tranquillity out of the last lie.
The world turns and the night sky is ablaze by a crimson moon gazing down on mankind, illuminating our final madness. All is a haze of red and through the battlements walk the shadow, the bane of mankind as faces turns to see the ill omen burning in the heavens, the calm before the storm, a cry before the slaughter. And with my dying breath I curse this world.
Tonight.......
It's the night after the last day and the night before the first and the old sun has set.
He will never ride the sky again and tomorrow a new sun will rise and we will salute him and complete the circle.
Tonight....
Tonight nobody knows.
They are all sound asleep.
...ANOTHER SUN WILL RISE
Choose your path
Make your choice
There is but two ways
To crush - or be crushed
Crush or get crushed
Slay or get slain
Rule or get ruled
Domination
Or damnation
Those who have lived and died
Left this world in a state of despair
Evolved tools to crush and rule
But where peace never existed - and never will
Crush or get crushed
Slay or get slain
Rule or get ruled
Domination
Or damnation
A crude reality before your eyes
With brutal force - rulers the rule
Weak gets crushed - crushed into pieces
While executers climb the ranks
Day becomes night, night becomes day
Nothing changes, always the same
Evil forces, in control
Grinding their axes, wielding their swords
You have one life to live
Never let bastards destroy you
Never become the slayer
Never become the ruler
You have one life to live
Never let bastards destroy you...
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Swordwielder Sweden
Crust from Gothenburg, Sweden
In darkness there is silence
In death there is peace
Haunting inside me
Where chaos breeds
Contact: swordwielders@hotmail.com
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