The despair eternal, deafening
Watch it burn
We run like rats along the walls
Rising higher around solitary lives
Deep in your dreams the dead they sing
Our name spells C.U.R.S.E.
We run like rats along the walls
Rising higher around solitary lives
Infected forever, we hide inside the hive
Grey and faded, hibernated lives
A moment without presence as we fall in line
Lost in the maze, of iron must be the night
Of iron must be the night
The golden age, an inner wasteland
The abomination, the book of sand
We run like rats along the walls
Rising higher around solitary lives
Infected forever, we hide inside the hive
Grey and faded, hibernated lives
A moment without presence as we fall in line
Lost in the maze, of iron must be the night
Of iron must be the night
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