Lyrics:
A river's fantasy's end A looming winding bend Death rodden sanctimonious Forgotten cities have bled Into the depths of the grim Set on fire Strange illusion
and that they are it's a win Time has spoken and it's thin cold within Make cost of all you lost Begotten lichened grin Take charge the holocaust Mice rodden
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