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This is a song I wrote about the dead who surround the earth and live amoungst us...








Countless travelers

Countless people

Countless villians

Coutless heroes

Countless thieves

Countless believers

All come together

In his same place.



The sky is so dark

There is nothing to mark

The evil n he air

Or the pressence of someone anywhere

All that remains

Is my pulsing veins

I will see all these people

in the depths of hell.



Countless souls

No one knows

Who will free them

Who will relieve them

Of pain and suffering

Of tears and burning

You should know me by now

And you should count me out



Tear drops falling

From the heavens

Laying upon

The departed

Their bodies are safe now

Tucked beneath the earth

I will soon become one of them

If heaven seeks for punishment.



Countless souls

No one knows

Who will free them

Who will relieve them

Of pain and suffering

Of tears and burning

You should know me by now

And you should count me out.



Legs kneeled

Heads bent

Tears in the eyes

Of my serpentine cries

No one around

Tombstones in the ground

I need some help

Too bad they're gone.



Countless souls

No one knows

Who will free them

Who will relieve them

Of pain and suffering

Of tears and burning

You should know me by now.

And you should count me out.



Knife in hand

I stab my heart

And that was it

The Tales of the Grave.

Dead End




I see blood

Dripping from the window.

I see blood

Falling From the sky.

There is so much blood

In that I'm sure.

The blood of sinners

I can't endure!




I can't take it anymore!

The sound of killing.

The sound of death.

Innocent lives being broken and shed

No wonder there were so many

That bleed and bled.

I can't see the day that all our lives

Will be restored and returned to life.

And our enemies will suffer instead

Of all those people who were filled with dread.




This is the story of the lives

That deserved to seek the freedom they deserved.

And all the enemies, whose number thought five.

And all the hate they conserved.

This is the day

Where debts will be paid

This is

The end of time.




Bodies everywhere

The people never cared.

To pay their respects

To pay their debts.

And so

They are dead.

They are dead.

They are dead.

The Darkness

The Darkness is coming
The Darkness is rising
Every step take
Every moment awake
The Darkness is coming.

Hell's doors are open
the sinners are hoping,
praying and moaning.
The reapers are grinning
The Darkness is coming.
To take all your children
And have them for dinner.
There are no more heroes
They are trapped in the mirrors
Death is here
There are no more tears
The people have given
Givn their spirits
The light is gone
Goodbye to man

The devil is pleased
people on their knees
They have quit
They have surrendered
No more threats to slender
The growth of the dark.

Heaven s watching
With hearts that are stopping
They can't take much longer
The threat is becoming stronger
They want to fight.

And so the war goes on
With many that are gone
Many hearts are broken
Without a given token
The eople are imprisoned
Imprisoned in the dark.