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Spiraling down into a world
Without a conscious
Selflessness a vision rarely seen
Crawling out of the sickness
That surrounds us
Drifting from a womb of selfish greed
The righteous are long for death
Martyrs now cognizant
Filled with doubt my hatred
Becomes boundless
Cannot rest in dens of enemies
Let them pray for a change
That they'll call progress
Renew their faith so that
They may proceed
The righteous are longing for death
Martyrs now cognizant
I see the herds of passive flesh
Plunging to their untimely deaths
Our world is falling to pieces
The essence of this world is rotten
Decaying in a violent sea
Lost souls forgotten
In perpetual dormancy
I see the herds of passive flesh
Wandering from the hope
They've left
Cannot forget their faces
Filled with doubt my hatred becomes boundless
Cannot rest in dens of enemies
Let them pray for a change that they'll call progress
Renew their faith so that they may proceed
Perpetual Dormancy - Abysmal Dawn