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A water noise attached to my fragile steps
as I doubtfully move on through the quicksand;
nothing's ahead but despair.
Suddenly I find myself crossing the most depressive scenario conceivable:
a path is marked with the bodies of the unknown, the steel
whispers me: "follow our whistle and you'll find eternal peace",
but peaceless is my fate.
[Here I am, brandishing the fire rod with ease and dubious morality]
The clouds grew dense and warned us of another tragedy. Dark is the day
in which you'll meet the boundaries of your conscience.
Our sons are waiting in their cradles tonight.
Somebody tell mine that his father fucking died alone.
Now I begin to realize that I'm part of a sacrifice.
[But nothing's new for you since loneliness has ever been your one and
only friend] Stand up to all your fears and you will conquer them all.
And when all seemed retrieved, the sudden hopefulness unexpectedly
turned into an endless battery of sorrow. By the unnatural selection, the
second chance has been given.
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Trapped in the void, hanging from an uncountable number of
little cords made from fear, hate and every single sin I commited.
Little chance to react as I witness the crime.
["Arm yourselves with bravery...", they said, "...for this will be a day to remember."
Breaking down, you see? We're breaking down in misery.
So, please, tell me if this is the end of the world.]
This is the end of the world...
Blood... everywhere.
Lost, in a nightmare I'm lost, in a bloodshed I'm stuck, so
how am I supposed to carry this burden? To carry this trust.
[Oh, here's where I start to believe
that I've failed our fallen's will.
Oh, I may be afraid,
but save me, please, save me!]
Repulsed by an abstract force, a chaotic synergy between reprisal
and the fact of knowing that every step you take will drive you to a painful death.
I swear to god it's killing me.
Cognitive dissonance. Crude, cruel anxiety.
[Oh, here's where I start to believe,
that I've failed our fallen's will.
Oh, I may be afraid,
but save me, God, save me.]
And, in the end, the light.
March with equanimity, chase the horizon,
for tomorrow, my brothers, together we will rise.
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An uprising empire ruled by the antithesis of tolerance,
thousands of doomed, empty animas bound to the tyrant's will.
The sand castle is raised: the sand castle must be brought down.
With insincerity they led their so called brotherhood to an undesired slaughter.
With insincerity they led their so called supremacy right at our feet.
Who will protect their beloved families when our vengeance unleashes?
The hangmen implore for amnesty as their lives depend on a mere trigger pull.
At this point of my journey I can't discern between mercy and scorn; place
your bets, let's play roulette with my heart as the croupier. Will this be the
time for the final retaliation or will my pride submit to my regret once again?
To the rhythm of another song about honor and purity, I close my eyes and
trust the righteousness of he who holds the fairest perception.
[So you led out your disdain and shed the blood of the innocent]
Make them perish. Today I will avenge our fallen. {Today I will avenge our fallen and
there will be no sunrise for you}.
Please, forgive me.
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Vengeance Unleashed
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One by one, eye for an eye, our modified and improved version of the divine
judgment. Feeding our hatred through the years, now your blood will be our nirvana;
your death will be our rebirth.
"Carry on, slay them all. Unleash the barbarian within and impose your ethics. Go
ahead and shatter all their hopes."
[Step back and see, behold your creation. You call this victory? You still
proudly wear the ribbon of shame.]
The cities burn and so does our vainglory.
A water noise attached to my fragile steps
as I doubtfully move on through the quicksand;
nothing's ahead... and will never be.
Vengeance unleashed.
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