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The air feels thick
The smell of death
Overwhelmed by filth
Rotting Flesh

Death calls
The Earth is rotting
Darkness falls
The end is coming

Standing here in rubble
Of the ancient city
Trying to remember
How it used to be
Still I can hear
The sirens afar
The police is still
On our tails

Death calls
The Earth is rotting
Darkness falls
The end is coming

But still they ignore
That they're the cause
They're confortable
Looking at us fight

Death calls
The Earth is rotting
Darkness falls
The end is coming