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Текст: Atreyu. Congregation of the Damned. Black Days Begin.

We're all hellbent on destruction
Try to erase black spots on our soul
Hide from a violent eruption
Cataclysmic engulfing us all

Maybe
(Maybe)
Tonight
(Tonight)
We'll burn up the things that come for us all

You're body, it taunts me
Your flesh is oh so haunting

Children of the night
Throw your hands up in the air
We all know we've lost the fight
Hope dies out and we can see the end
Black days begin

Walk down this path of temptation
Deny the flesh, ignore what's crawling below

Stay true
(Stay true)
Stay gold
(Stay gold)
We'll burn up the things that come for us all

You're body, it taunts me
Your flesh is oh so haunting

Children of the night
Throw your hands up in the air
We all know we've lost the fight
Hope dies out and we can see the end
Black days begin

You're body, it taunts me
Your flesh is oh so haunting

Children of the night
Throw your hands up in the air
We all know we've lost the fight
Hope dies out and we can see the end

Children of the night
Throw your hands up in the air
We all know we've lost the fight
Hope dies out and we can see the end
Black days begin