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Liquid Fire
Every bullet
Every stone thrown
I admit, the silence reigned
From behind
Ghosts stumble along
Speak in serpent like tendencies
Desolation
No, it's a reckoning
It has begun
Spit the dragon's fire
Live it down
Where the devil fell
Drill deserts of empty skies
Reach the end
Black and purged away
Rush to an inevitable conclusion
Desolation
No, it's a reckoning
It has begun
Spit the dragon's fire
I heard a voice
Thought it was the wind
Hung my blade and looked above
Saw something in the way
Every stone thrown
I admit, the silence reigned
From behind
Ghosts stumble along
Speak in serpent like tendencies
Desolation
No, it's a reckoning
It has begun
Spit the dragon's fire
Live it down
Where the devil fell
Drill deserts of empty skies
Reach the end
Black and purged away
Rush to an inevitable conclusion
Desolation
No, it's a reckoning
It has begun
Spit the dragon's fire
I heard a voice
Thought it was the wind
Hung my blade and looked above
Saw something in the way
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