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I hope you like this song. It's very hard and i guiess kindof sounds like SLAYER
This song is about being left behind during the end of times.......
This song is about being left behind during the end of times.......
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Lyrics
Black water red sky.
A place where sand and blood collide.
Once you get down to the nitty gritty.
The blood thats spilld won't fade that easy.
Humanoid with a soul unhole.
Darkness fills the sky.
Dark light,white cry.
A battled earth with a shattered soul.
Once you feel the pain and the fire thickense.
All hope is gone and the darkness flows in.
A humanoid with a lust for pain.
Blood tears stain the sky.
Where the ones left behind.
We can choose or stay blind.
Numeric ties to the number of man.
Three numbers on your head or your hand.
Count down the extinguished light.
Count down until the end of time.
Trickery...Diplomacy...an evil place with a crimson sea.
Once you feel the pain of death and fire.
You try to grasp for your last breath.
Then you realize your alreaddy dead.
Where the ones left behind.
We can choose or stay blind.
Numeric ties to the number of man.
Three numbers on your head or your hand.
Count down the extinguished light.
Count down until the end of time.
Count down in your firery cell.
Count down then your in hell.
A place where sand and blood collide.
Once you get down to the nitty gritty.
The blood thats spilld won't fade that easy.
Humanoid with a soul unhole.
Darkness fills the sky.
Dark light,white cry.
A battled earth with a shattered soul.
Once you feel the pain and the fire thickense.
All hope is gone and the darkness flows in.
A humanoid with a lust for pain.
Blood tears stain the sky.
Where the ones left behind.
We can choose or stay blind.
Numeric ties to the number of man.
Three numbers on your head or your hand.
Count down the extinguished light.
Count down until the end of time.
Trickery...Diplomacy...an evil place with a crimson sea.
Once you feel the pain of death and fire.
You try to grasp for your last breath.
Then you realize your alreaddy dead.
Where the ones left behind.
We can choose or stay blind.
Numeric ties to the number of man.
Three numbers on your head or your hand.
Count down the extinguished light.
Count down until the end of time.
Count down in your firery cell.
Count down then your in hell.
that was really crushing! very heavy, very good!