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Prophecies Of A Coming Scenario

Prophecies of a coming scenarioOf blood and skin they are madeIn blood they will dieHaunted and skinned mercilessNone left to surviveDie!Misanthropy’s here to stayHuman lives just cast awayFinal end of the human raceExtermination without any graceCities fall in ruinCries fill the airDying sets inRest in despairA strange odour is in the airBlowing winds from everywhereSmell of suffer and of griefIt’s human decay what they breatheAnd when the prophecies come trueThe once blue sky turns into redWhen the scenario beginsImmediately millions deadLoads of worthless human beingsDrowned in their own bloodNow millions of them are perishedAnd their corpses left to rotOf blood and skin they are madeIn blood they will dieHaunted and skinned mercilessNone left to survive

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