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World Declension

As Legions Come

Crossing the rubicon

Will we stand up tall

The dreadful black water

Will we fail and fall



Crossing the river styx

For our sins we will die

This dark water of hate

Lays beneath your filthy soul



Fallen is our loved ones, returned to the soil

Surviving is not easy in this mortal coil



As legions come - Tainted is our curse

As legions come - Bringing forth the hearse



Crossing the seas of blood

Our faith in hope is gone

Trampled under foot

Could this be undone



Crossing the cesspool of filth

Rotting flesh, scorched earth

Soon we all be gone

Given the new ones, birth

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