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- - - THRESHOLD OF DYING HUMANITY - - -
Random thoughts of violence
Stream from this blackened mind
Blood stains the cursed earth
Before ravages of time
Gravestones crumble before me
Just like your weeping tears
Resounding with failure
And driven by all your fears
In all this that I create
Within lies a seed of deceit
War inside me
Between sleeping beasts
Upon the threshold
Of dying humanity
Behold, doubt of your resolve
When you’re seeking the
Burden of your life’s weight
Your wrists bleeding, on your knees
Dreading the reaper’s laughter
Know that I am the one
To snuff out all the hope
The shadow ‘neath the sun
In all this that I create
Within lies a seed of deceit
War inside me
Between sleeping beasts
Upon the threshold
Of dying humanity
The burning brand
Cattle and man
Marks you for torture
The ticking clock
And dying flock
Behold the horror
Of humanity
From bastard sons and daughters
Pathetic kings and queens
Weak brothers and sisters
Know that I long to hear your scream
I am the doom
I am the doom
I am the doom
I am the doom
In all this that I create
Within lies a seed of deceit
War inside me
Between sleeping beasts
Upon the threshold
Of dying humanity
I am the doom
I am the doom
I am the doom
I am the doom
(c) 2016 Frank Green
Stream from this blackened mind
Blood stains the cursed earth
Before ravages of time
Gravestones crumble before me
Just like your weeping tears
Resounding with failure
And driven by all your fears
In all this that I create
Within lies a seed of deceit
War inside me
Between sleeping beasts
Upon the threshold
Of dying humanity
Behold, doubt of your resolve
When you’re seeking the
Burden of your life’s weight
Your wrists bleeding, on your knees
Dreading the reaper’s laughter
Know that I am the one
To snuff out all the hope
The shadow ‘neath the sun
In all this that I create
Within lies a seed of deceit
War inside me
Between sleeping beasts
Upon the threshold
Of dying humanity
The burning brand
Cattle and man
Marks you for torture
The ticking clock
And dying flock
Behold the horror
Of humanity
From bastard sons and daughters
Pathetic kings and queens
Weak brothers and sisters
Know that I long to hear your scream
I am the doom
I am the doom
I am the doom
I am the doom
In all this that I create
Within lies a seed of deceit
War inside me
Between sleeping beasts
Upon the threshold
Of dying humanity
I am the doom
I am the doom
I am the doom
I am the doom
(c) 2016 Frank Green
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