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Blood Makes the Grass Grow - In Vain
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Blood Makes the Grass Grow In Vain

Blood Makes the Grass Grow - In Vain
Wistful gait towards the abyss
The only way to make amends
Humankind has been remiss
The point of no return

We stand at the edge of oblivion
And we are asking ourselves:
Is this how it ends?

Dismay, despair, chaos
Terror, anguish, hurt
I see nothing but death now
But blood makes the grass grow

Every day brings more destruction
Desolation of body and mind
Forcing the masses to eruption
The devastation of all mankind

Dismay, despair, chaos
Terror, anguish, hurt
I see nothing but death now
But blood makes the grass grow

Will we be contagious?
Will we be rampageous?
Time to be couragеous
So let's ascend and assemblе
And take back what's ours
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