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Children of the Night

from The Hell of Icarus by Necropsyk

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A Turn of the century, the ground bleeds, with red blood turned black.
Soot smears the filthy faces, of the children waiting for salvation.
A fixation on the useless, the stagnation, a tragic misconception
Hope for a day never coming, the mind strays, until it has faded away

Crowd every numbing crevice.
You wont be safe inside
You have been proven guilty
This will be rectified
There is no gain in failure
Their lives are in your hands
You yourself made those choices
Now justice they demand

Heathens swarm ruined churches, desecrating, once proud Steeples
The congregation has been tainted, mutilated, from what it once was
Deserted pews fill cathedrals, like a needle, they Steal life until dry
Hope for a day never coming, the mind strays, And you are the cause

Fools, the shibboleth shall destroy you
for change you are afraid
End, Hell is what awaits
it will encase you

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from The Hell of Icarus, released June 1, 2014

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