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Arrogance mounted on a poison steed | Hangman swings from a rope of conceit | Pale horse runs septic through his veins
Arrogance mounted on a poison steed Hangman swings from a rope of conceit Pale horse runs septic through his veins For I am the end of all his days (The end of all his days) A dead finger pulls the trigger To decide the final hour We are the faces of the end We are the architects of ruin Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator A superior man, I will bleed the butcher dry In the underground I live, I fight, I die I will rust the iron heart I will crush the death head's march A dead finger pulls the trigger To decide the final hour We are the faces of the end We are the architects of ruin Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator Bleed the butcher dry Under the cross We're bound to die I'm ready because I am what you are too afraid to be I am what you are too afraid to... I am what you are too afraid to be Because I live, I fight, I... We are the faces of the end We are the architects of ruin Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator We are I live, I fight, I die We are I live, I fight, I die We are I live, I fight, I die We are the apex predator
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