See
Malignant
Strange visions
Night turns to red
Your life horrifly
In your beds
What is that army
With no names
Marching with the ghosts
With mummified throats
Will make you choke
You can't ever be free
Only ashes under trees
Malignant
Strange visions
Burn them all
Time to fall
Sinners wait
Never pray
Eyes that behold
From the gates unfold
Rays of a dying sun
Malignant strange visions
Pain and pleasure
Can't be the same
Like hiding treasure
Thus you believe
In the words to be said
Trystomy of lights
Can you sleep at night
Are you able to reach
That what you see
Malignant
Strange visions
Burn them all
Time to fall
Sinners wait
Never pray
Eyes that behold
From the gates unfold
Rays of a dying sun
Malignant strange visions
Burn them all
Time to fall
Sinners wait
Never pray
Eyes that behold
From the gates unfold
Rays of a dying sun
Malignant strange visions
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