Lies alter our visions
Demise of all our convictions
Trust in holy text fictions
Crush who won't follow the mission
Rise, the end of life approaches quickly
Rise, the scent of death it grows near
Rise, immortal promises are empty
Rise, death comes for all we hold dear
The flames won't cleanse us
Shame will enslave us
The death of the martyr, the loss of a father grows darker
The spirits are haunting the life we envisioned more daunting
The hell weve locked away has broken through the mortal plane
Pray as the ground cracks before you
Dismay, as the heavens shed crimson tears
Revel at the sight of the end of days
Disheveled the world shakes from the weight of fear
Rise, the end of life approaches quickly
Rise, the scent of death it grows near
Rise, immortal promises are empty
Rise, death comes for all we hold dear
The flames won't cleanse us
Shame will enslave us
Otrera - Rise of the Fallen Lyrics
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Lies alter our visions
Demise of all our convictions
Trust in holy text fictions
Crush who won't follow the mission
Rise, the end of life approaches quickly
Rise, the scent of death it grows near
Rise, immortal promises are empty
Rise, death comes for all we hold dear
The flames won't cleanse us
Shame will enslave us
The death of the martyr, the loss of a father grows darker
The spirits are haunting the life we envisioned more daunting
The hell weve locked away has broken through the mortal plane
Pray as the ground cracks before you
Dismay, as the heavens shed crimson tears
Revel at the sight of the end of days
Disheveled the world shakes from the weight of fear
Rise, the end of life approaches quickly
Rise, the scent of death it grows near
Rise, immortal promises are empty
Rise, death comes for all we hold dear
The flames won't cleanse us
Shame will enslave us
Demise of all our convictions
Trust in holy text fictions
Crush who won't follow the mission
Rise, the end of life approaches quickly
Rise, the scent of death it grows near
Rise, immortal promises are empty
Rise, death comes for all we hold dear
The flames won't cleanse us
Shame will enslave us
The death of the martyr, the loss of a father grows darker
The spirits are haunting the life we envisioned more daunting
The hell weve locked away has broken through the mortal plane
Pray as the ground cracks before you
Dismay, as the heavens shed crimson tears
Revel at the sight of the end of days
Disheveled the world shakes from the weight of fear
Rise, the end of life approaches quickly
Rise, the scent of death it grows near
Rise, immortal promises are empty
Rise, death comes for all we hold dear
The flames won't cleanse us
Shame will enslave us
Writer: Malik Jasper
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