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Twin Obscenity Dark Millennium's End
So unreal, and so deceiving Time goes by, one thousand years have passed Take away this eerie feeling We rejoice when all are swept away Ancient rites denied, compromise our souls Anger rise beyond control Come with me, release the daemons God cries, his empire dies Blessed be the non deceiving We bid farewell to this cold and lonely place We march along towards the horizon Beneath these cold and gloomy skies We know the sun's no longer rising But no one even cares or wonders why So unreal, yet quite relieving Time has come to die one thousand deaths Take away these pains I'm feeling We rejoice when all are swept away Ancient rites denied, compromise our souls Anger rise beyond control Come with me, release the daemons God cries, his empire dies Blessed be the non deceiving We bid farewell to this cold and lonely place
