Necronom IV from War Prophecy by Sonus Mortis

Begin to starve yourself and spread the disease.
Cancer cells divide divide until you believe, this is the end.

We see death on your face.
The sorrow in your mind.
The extinction of your race.
We have run out of time.
So feel every night terror on your lips, the bittersweet taste.
Excreting the waste from the bile in your mouth.
You lie, you cheat, you lose.
The answers to war crimes are lies heard a thousand times.

Begin to feed into this nightmare of dreams.
Perfect silence, shocking violence.
No one can breach into this nevermore.
Designed by hate, resigned our fate.
Forget the past, just sleep at last.
Closing the door, a life no more.
Is this the end?

We see death on your face.
The sorrow in your mind.
The extinction of your race.
We have run out of time.
So feel every night terror on your lips, the bittersweet taste.
Excreting the waste from the bile in your mouth.
You lie, you cheat, you lose.
The answers to war crimes are lies heard a thousand times.

We see death on your face.
The sorrow in your mind.
The extinction of your race.
We have run out of time.
So feel every night terror on your lips, the bittersweet taste.
Excreting the waste from the bile in your mouth.
You lie, you cheat, you lose.
The answers to war crimes are lies heard a thousand times.

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