Chapter Two: Rovina - The Neverending Night: To An Endless Devotion

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Thy Majestie

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Countdown, the world will drown,
You'll all feel sorry,
Be under no illusion,
'cause throughout this mess,
These eyes will always hunt you.

Repress heart and pride,
'cause like glass you'll break easy,
'cause like cyanide,
I will poison your minds,
So you all lose control,
These eyes will always hunt you.

The epitaph on your plague will say,
"Here's the result of your hopes" (of your hopes)
Agony and bloodshed on this world,
These eyes will always hunt you.

You were born to succumb so now...

I'll grind your lives and wait for,
Endless devotion.
Inside your sleepless nights,
Your freedom comes crashing down.