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Riding on the flames of death
Into this last night fear relents
As we race through the skies upon Azrael's Wings
He has come to set us free from this earthbound misery
Father of macabre you posess the key

To heaven's black galactic morgue
Chosen few seek your reward
In solitude, perpetual silence
Cosmic womb eternal solace

Embracing cosmic mysteries
To worlds below he's sent a wreath
Elated black angel; our requiem he sings
As tears of Nebula fill black holes
Drowning galaxies of lost souls
We continue our ascent to heaven's low

No turning back from galactic morgue
Chosen few find your reward
In solitude, perpetual silence
Cosmic womb eternal solace

Colossal grave of shadows extinction of mankind
Eternal morgue of shadows no beauty left behind

Void of shadows man's colossal grave
Ball of ash into zero fades
Nothing left to mourn all his died ever born
Barren voyage static drone
Stark oblivion reigns so cold
Dropped out from existence we've found our home

In heaven's black galactic morgue
Chosen few have found your reward
In solitude, perpetual silence
Cosmic womb eternal solace
Riding on the flames of death   Into this last night fear relents   As we race through the skies upon Azrael's Wings   He has come to set us free from this earthbound misery   Father of macabre you posess the key      To heaven's black galactic morgue   Chosen few seek your reward   In solitude, perpetual silence   Cosmic womb eternal solace      Embracing cosmic mysteries   To worlds below he's sent a wreath   Elated black angel; our requiem he sings   As tears of Nebula fill black holes   Drowning galaxies of lost souls   We continue our ascent to heaven's low      No turning back from galactic morgue   Chosen few find your reward   In solitude, perpetual silence   Cosmic womb eternal solace      Colossal grave of shadows extinction of mankind   Eternal morgue of shadows no beauty left behind      Void of shadows man's colossal grave   Ball of ash into zero fades   Nothing left to mourn all his died ever born   Barren voyage static drone   Stark oblivion reigns so cold   Dropped out from existence we've found our home      In heaven's black galactic morgue   Chosen few have found your reward   In solitude, perpetual silence   Cosmic womb eternal solace
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