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Living Beings Walking Souls
As the darkness grows.
Our people rise.
From the hidden shadows of nowhere.
Nothingness, Blank, we weren't there.
Just shadows of our dead souls and their pain.
But now we shall rise.
From spirits to shadows to human beings.
Living Beings, Walking Souls.
That is what we'll become as soon as you care for us.
You may call us demons,
Vampires and such,
Beasts or brutes
Call us whatever as we don't care as you didn't care for us.
It's your turn to feel what we felt.
Ignorance and hatred.
Our people rise.
From the hidden shadows of nowhere.
Nothingness, Blank, we weren't there.
Just shadows of our dead souls and their pain.
But now we shall rise.
From spirits to shadows to human beings.
Living Beings, Walking Souls.
That is what we'll become as soon as you care for us.
You may call us demons,
Vampires and such,
Beasts or brutes
Call us whatever as we don't care as you didn't care for us.
It's your turn to feel what we felt.
Ignorance and hatred.
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