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Texty: Chimaira. The Infection. The Disappearing Sun.

This might be the last time
The last time you ever see me
But you can trust I did my best
As complex as all this seems
It's much more than a test

The sky is falling, the end is near
The final warning, the sun disappears

As my world is dying
So far from home
Been stranded in this empty abyss
Darkness surrounds me, lifeless

The sky is falling, the end is near
The final warning, the sun disappears

Existence, search for a new beginning
Persistent, something always chasing me
This demon's covered in scars, menacing
Burnt by the sun, his flesh is charred, challenging

Terrorizing, manipulating every single thought
As he closes in, my will must be strong
Or he'll stab you in the fucking back

I won't, I won't turn to dust
I won't, I won't turn to dust

The sky is falling, the end is near
The final warning, the sun disappears