Imminent Ruage from GLOWING BRAIN by GLOWING BRAIN

They will come to you in the costume of your death,
with their eyes blacked out and the blackest breath
No favors, tricks, or trades
Gambled your life away
Now you pray to your god but know he never saves

All we'll be are shadows chasing light and sound
All we'll see are bodies piled on the ground

They will come to you and they never fail
The reaper's hand removes the veil
You're praying for windfall, your last curtain call
The reaper's ship sets sail

All we'll be are shadows chasing light and sound
All we'll see are bodies piled on the ground
Permanent end to the vital process, life
Hand of doom that ever grips the scythe

Imminent ruage

They will come to you
They came to you

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