The Day Is Ours
The Day Is Ours - Yarvin lyrics
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The rivers flow red with the blood of the damned Desolence and plague overcome this land Fulfilling the prophesy, now come to life Ending this hypocrisy, to be washed clean I am the anointed, one with the gods The face of a tyrant, black with disgust Now, resurrected Deep inside my grows, ancient evil Never ending hate, consummate me as your king Desecration let the time of death be now. Rise, within me Become, all knowing This is your time, the blood of the massacre Where is your pride. Extradition with open arms to the rain Extradition, need now bestowed My eyes are of judgement, my hands are of death