Malevolent

Gaze upon the Nightwalker
 Mutating from a frail form
 It is the onset and the ruin of existence
 Embodied immortality before our eyes
 Can you save our lives
 Or will you run like the rest of the scum
 I'd rather fucking die
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 Woodlands drown in the calamity
 The purest souls asphyxiate and forever fade away
 They feast upon the dying
 As they march and slay
 Will you save our lives
 Or will you run like the rest of the scum
 Will you save the ones you love
 Or will you run, you fucking scum
 I'd rather be dead
 I'd rather be six feet deep
 Buried beneath the soil
 Like the rest of human filth
 Beneath the soil
 Like the rest of human filth
 They cry but you cannot feel them
 We listen to their pain, but we cannot hear them
 Can you save our lives
 Or will you run like the rest of the scum
 I'd rather be dead
 Be dead