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Raise your glass.
A toast to the last night of the lives we know
Everything will be torn down.
Wrath pours from their fingertips.
Envy and greed pump through their veins.
Desecrating and raping the sanctity
Of all that we believe.
Everything will be torn down.
This one goes out
To the body that might stand strong
Against the vile and the wicked.
Build your walls.
Build them high.
One by one wall fall to disease.
One by one we drop to our knees.
Raise your glass.
A toast to the last night of the lives we know
They broke your spirits.
Tore your morals to shreds.
Empty corpses assuming normal lives.
They've lived within our walls
And we never knew it
We always knew the dead would rise
But they've been here all along.
They walk among us.
Hell has been risen.
Death in living flesh
Raise your glass and rot away.
