"Campana Funebris (The Death Knell)" genre: Acoustic
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	CD: The Infanticide Waltz Credits: Trwstrynd Aylsquythe-Poynsenby
	Lyrics I'm lost in a time of foul days, or puerile shams and fakers; yet none will take the blame. But I'm not of the blind who turn away, who claim it's not their making, who conform, bow, and pray, And swell the ranks of corrupted faces who think they are free. 'Tis they who live the final joke. They are the merchants of twisted beliefs of faith in lies and lies of hope. So in defiance I stand and fight for a better time . . . And thus I bid you vipers steel yourselves, for your end will come. You jeer and cow, but you have not won. The knell will sound, and once thus rung, justice and vengeance will seen to be done, be seen to be done, be seen to be. Still you smugly mock, you rulers and ruled. For those devoid of conscience are so easily amused. But by the scathing light of truth we see your dogmas denude. You can but inculcate by violence so that none will refuse. To swell the ranks of corrupted faces unable to see. 'Tis they who live the final joke. They're now the merchants of twisted beliefs of faith in lies and lies of hope. So in defiance I stand and fight for a better time . . . And thus I bid you vipers steel yourselves, for your end will come. You jeer and cow, but you have not won. The knell will sound, and once thus rung, justice and vengeance will be seen to be done, be seen to be done, be seen to be.

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