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The Culling Season

from Darkness, She Was The Universe by The New Enemy

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"The end is nigh", says a voice of reason
Prepare yourself for the culling season
A winter's dawn without an ending
No escape, no defending

Lord have mercy on a dying man
If that ain't true, drop me where I stand

These are days without summer
Death march to a different drummer
These are days without sunlight
A never-ending winter's night

Blackened flesh, stretched and skinned
No regret from the voice within
Frost bit hands of oily grease
No escape, no release

These are days without summer
Death march to a different drummer
These are days without sunlight
A never-ending winter's night

Lord have mercy on a dying man
If that ain't true, drop me where I stand

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from Darkness, She Was The Universe, released November 6, 2012

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