Dark Tranquillity - Terminus [Where Death Is Most Alive]

This is a ghost town Alive with the echoes of failures fled Lit up by shining faces, That parade these streets What used to be Of humility is gone You walk the mounds Of skull and bones Where living is denied I see more movement in decomposition Than in those hollow eyes It is the only place I know Where death is most alive It is when truth is turned to lie That death is most alive Set flame to the ensnarers And pierce that ornate shield Branded by what claims

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