Exitium (Anthem Of The Living)

Exitium
Bring us peace
Within the ruin
Grant us this release
Our tounges are falling away!!
We are the chosen children
Soldiers turn to clay
Gone are the golden wing
Of Gossamer
And the circumstance of decay
We cry for sweet Lenore
Gone away
Shall i slam the door?
Or is this the beggining?
Bold are the brazen drones
That mold and violate
Change is the unattained
The goal we seek
Has withered alone and afraid
We cry and plead for war
Gone astray
Mans greed has damned us all
The anthem of the living
Lenore has been chosen
She is the leader
We shall follow her blindly
But beware
The rabbit hole is deep
We cry for sweet Lenore
Gone away
Shall I slam the door?
Withered alone and afraid
We cry and plead for war
Gone astray
Mans greed has damned us all
Anthem of the living
This is the ending of all time
This is our Exitium
These are our last words
Our last songs
This is our swansong
I am the last revolution
Turn me backward and bastardize me