Fractured mass, flecked grim fate host insurrection
Splintered glass, weep beads of life
Awake, yet eyes, eyes that blink cold
So cold, so cold - sight unknown
Enslaved, with life and truth fragmented, putrefied and betrayed
The fate, the war of swelling of the black decay
Falling into ruin
blackened tendrils wrap their crushing pulse around the throat
It speaks barren words with no voice
Corrupt, it speaks, it speaks of cold
So cold, so cold - sound unspoken
Enslaved, with life and truth fragmented, putrefied and betrayed
The fate, the war of swelling of the black decay
falling into ruin
From light seen looking now at forever night
The touch of dread, abscond thoughts
Trembling hands brace the cold
So cold, so cold - forever cold
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