Prolific volts of power, causing pain we all shall see. We cannot fight the overlords, there is no sanctuary.
Dying a none provisional death. Causing your lungs to draw deep for breath. Living on misplaced trust. Feeding the mighty, his power crazed lust.
Only if the holy sins of life can be forgave. But even then we know our kingdom can't be saved. Call to send, The requiem.
The requiem
Mid link Lost souls, untold, lie in state. More meat, dead weight, d.o.a.
Hell's children (are laughing) what is done. The seventh hour (armageddon) has begun.
A pledge to or own demons. We must give up all our faith. To save ourselves from agony before it is too late. Dying a none provisional death. Causing your lungs to draw deep for breath. Awaiting the final end. Holding the requiem.
