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Shadows from the broken bones of the Master
Rotting skin, open sores

Still we plead for him, rid us of disaster
The dying king we all adore

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Hand that once would crush, frail and weak and wasted
Iron fist now made of bone

Void of power and decrepit in its vision
Feeling safer in the dark

Floating faces of the damned. What lies behind the eyes?
That see nothing at all. To hold enthralled

On a sea of broken hope. Somehow we sail along now
Riding on the waves of dreams we laid to waste

Look upon the shores of retribution
Drowning pools of our own fear

Endless torment in the halls of ever after
Crooked orbit of the fall

Promised life by the Giver of Salvation
Yet this death was served to all

Suffer torment in the halls of ever after
Endless orbit of the fall

Orbit of the fall. Orbit of the fall

Writer(s): Jon Davis

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