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[My Soul's Grief]

Darkness comes, fear as arrived
Hordes wondering lost in a different time
Horrified face on the edge of madness
Crawling over cold sharpen rock
Blood is the only boundary, accidental
A survival instinct prevails
Dictates integration, against
Natural rebellion
Burning to ashes
All surrounders
Nothing but fear
No morphine present
Only acts of fait
Agonizing chains
Hunger and aggression
Lesser children
Mutilated bodies of nature, a wicked mother
A gained death, unnoticed, brutal
Cruel mutilation
A different spell, a different instincts of fear
Rare beauty...rare love
Ugly rage Again despair
Magic initiation
Dangerous rituals
Of pain and unconsciousness
Expected sacrifice
With purpose of creation
Strange anger to be satisfied
Fire, endless pursuit for deadly weapons
Mastered creation
Mastered it's possession
Rival tribes
The symbol of an early death
And the doubt of agonizing eyes
Should be expect
A point of light will be kept
The cost will be life, will be death
Strange wondered faces
Cannibals for nothing
Cannibals for nothing In the end, life stand
Cannibals for nothing

Guida, 95