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Fearscape
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Inheritance Of Dust
By the cry of the fifth seal, the nail's chorus I hear At the alter of slain souls for the testament of the Word Amphitheatre's blood curtain resting, crowned by an Iron Beast
We who are about to die Will never salute you
The scorn and mockery of nations, poured heavy out for me Afflictions of flesh atoned, soul's price for the free From the dust form I wear, to the dust I will lay
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I am hated by all men Endured flesh to the end For His name's sake Salvation is my fate
Fading from sight To live is to die Colosseum's view my last This is my inheritance of dust
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