Like Rats - Foul Wind

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Foul winds of the misanthrope
Burn eyes as sands of time fade
Onward we march to the pits of Lazarus
Ancient gods seal our fate
In the name of suffering
All fall
In their name we’ll suffer
And all will fall to their knees
Before it kneel
Sleep lies in eternal dreams
Entombed in their dismal vision of what’s to be
Collapse, crush the will
In the name of suffering
All fall
In their name we’ll suffer
And all will fall to their knees
Bow down
Fall to your knees
Begging
Plea for good to return
Humans never learn
Foul
Foul wind
Foul
Foul wind