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The Muffling Of The Drum
The low muffling
of the drum
the shackled shuffling
has just begun
the eerie clinking
were all sinking
its time to on yourself
point the gun
the sea under shelf
has just risen
the fallen one
is sure to come
the overwhelm
of an under realm
Demon's man the helm
along with Satan
they try to teach
through the rigor to reach
so I beseech
don't go off wiith them
where the flames of hell
they choke and swell
only for to fell and
replace the sun
the beast he stands
he holds out reptile hands
to summon up the sands
in a poisoned ocean
your times over
the end is coming
no more earthly
mother
hell has
just begun .
of the drum
the shackled shuffling
has just begun
the eerie clinking
were all sinking
its time to on yourself
point the gun
the sea under shelf
has just risen
the fallen one
is sure to come
the overwhelm
of an under realm
Demon's man the helm
along with Satan
they try to teach
through the rigor to reach
so I beseech
don't go off wiith them
where the flames of hell
they choke and swell
only for to fell and
replace the sun
the beast he stands
he holds out reptile hands
to summon up the sands
in a poisoned ocean
your times over
the end is coming
no more earthly
mother
hell has
just begun .
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