Beings of the Rarest Nations of unholy Verse that listen to me Rites, restless. Within its the greatest Beings of the rarest Washed, faces. Looks like paranoia Leaving with our sense Senseless, message. Like we said, to the end. Watching holy lives Using death for life Outstanding. Makes a lot of reasons Seem like they are wasted Stars, descending. Listen to the changes That the stars are making Disillusion. Like we said, with no end.