With the dawn Comes the loathing With the morning Comes the fall With the qualm Come the vermin Come to spawn From the sun they crawl With the night Dies the calm With revulsion Comes the spite With...
(...) When the shadow falls When the fire still burns (...) This time we went wrong (?) Too deep, too far, too far gone (?) The remaining are a few Yet the few (...) will become (?) (...) This time we...