i’ll be the end and the beginning
i’ll be the soul without fear
i’ll be the tower of strength
i’ll be the last breath of fate
i’ll be the grain of sand
i’ll be the soul untamed
i’ll be the seeds of your soul
impaled heads and tortured souls
under the sign of the black ark
sacrifice the bastard’s sons
under the sign of the black ark
under the sign of the black ark
wherever the fuck you come from
under the sign of the black ark
here’s this new day
when we’ll stand up
we’re not who you think we are
under the sign of the black void
whatever you are, we are against it
between the sun and the dust
the spirits i call, they come to life now
feels like the march of doom
taking me down where our lives end
like born dead inside the womb
here’s this new day
when we’ll stand up
you’re not who you think you are
between the sun and the dust
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