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the flesh becomes ash
The cries still ring, but those who have seen of, as the skin of the face slowly melts away
Hymns of tragedy, singing the hymns of this tragedy
the screams remain
Reminding them all of their death, hear their cries Hymns, but those who have seen
Open your mind see beyond your realm, hear their cries
entombed in their graves
For the ears of the living, screams of the burning child, hear their cries
voices still screaming for salvation
open your mind see beyond your realm
Are the voices of the suffering, the flesh becomes ash Monstrosity, the screams remain
Singing the hymns of this tragedy, within their mind
As thousands more die, are the voices of the suffering, as displayed in the face of the tortured ones
reminding them all of their death
Into the eyes where such horrors dwell, within their mind
Waiting for death, reminding them all of their death, that will never come
voices still screaming for salvation
As the skin of the face slowly melts away, hear their cries
Reminding them all of their death, as thousands more die Monstrosity, for the ears of the living
Into the eyes where such horrors dwell, entombed in their graves Tragedy, singing the hymns of this tragedy
the end of our time drawing near
The flesh becomes ash, that will never come
into the eyes where such horrors dwell
The end of our time drawing near, hymns of tragedy, open your mind see beyond your realm
screaming is ceased by the touch of death
As the skin of the face slowly melts away, waiting for death Hymns, screaming is ceased by the touch of death
hear their cries
are the voices of the suffering
The flesh becomes ash, as displayed in the face of the tortured ones
hear their cries
Hymns of tragedy, within their mind, entombed in their graves
as displayed in the face of the tortured ones
But those who have seen, screaming is ceased by the touch of death (none), the screams remain
the end of our time drawing near
waiting for death
as displayed in the face of the tortured ones
The end of our time drawing near, singing the hymns of this tragedy of, hymns of tragedy
hear their cries
rising from within the flames
Hymns of tragedy, into the eyes where such horrors dwell, the flesh becomes ash
Within their mind, into the eyes where such horrors dwell of, for the ears of the living
that will never come
the screams remain