Edge of the collapse is in my eyes, on a bloody-wearied planet, enticing lives.
"No man's land" but we're ready to kill, with carnivorous weapons, rapacious ships.
This is the way to the end
Refracted beat is on our hearts, with posionous grains, raging impart.
Killing me quietly, killing the voice, what we need, the final force.
Stop! Stop it! Remember the gracious insticts
This is the way, to the end
Let the depressive sense of this way drive your fight
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