Released on December 31, 2013

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[Caprot]

The field is barren, you'll see not a single heathen standin

Angels weakly challenge while demons prepare for wreaking havoc

The demons aligned with a vigor, swagger

Not as if the winner matters but their menacing spewin malicious laughter

This is the end of time, why had the angels ever tried?

They saw the hopelessness but couldn't let them; couldn't step aside

And now they battle tears glistening in heaven's skies

Raising the daggers they were given to try and quell the tide

Demons are not worried, raising their weapons

Maces axes spears swords, no angel is steppin

And with their confidence they make the impression

That the darkness has won, without making an effort

Contrasting approaches to the same thing

Both ready to charge, but the angels their hope is well past fading

And so with a cohesive sinister grin

The demons charge, let the demolition begin


[Baph]

My eyes glaze over

The Waters are still lowered

I am confused, confused

Fused with the cold air around me

End this shit now, please!

The winter wind blows over glacial formations

It lifts off the ocean surface and floats to the forest, raining

It gets worse and worse and become a curse of Earth

We pervert the dirt, the water, and air we take in

Already know the answers advancement is steady dancing

Chanting 'Death is Innert' while Cancer is getting cancer

These motherfuckers know what time it is

'get the FUCK out'

The machine consumes more it's antibiotic resistant

The Viper continues to force her constrictions

This is the blade placed on the wrist vertically

Burst into flames we're in a state of emergency

Angels and demons play charades crusading our freedom

Our bodies are made of Dust we must make our allegiance

And slaughter the officers of the prison within

The structures lost the light

Let the demolition begin

Bloody rain cascades cleansing the waters before the last days

The last poet writing the last page

No depth but we sink or swim so to avoid the winter wind