Standing in front of the walls with my head held high.
Built over broken lives and abandoned homes.
I've been condemned since my birth.
The end is here and I'm left on my own
It's my final moment of pure glory.
I've risen high upon the ashes of fallen warriors.
Their shields were turned against my side.
The sound of crushing - the liturgy of mine.
I'll make you write your last will and testament tonight.
Engraved are my sacred words for the eulogy of yours.
Your life will end sooner than I even think of you.
Once fallen to the ground won't show a sign of fear.
I see your crumbling tears rolling down your cheeks, when you're face to face with the last days of your dying breed.
Thousand voices are screaming in my head.
It's always been this way
and it won't stop.
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