The air becomes un-breathable
As my flesh contorts with the flames.
This atrocity made in flesh
Once bore the face of a man.
Now in mockery of my former self,
My laughter fills the air,
The voracity of the wind
Silencing my last discernible voice

Lyrics submitted by Sebastian1985

The End Of Prosperty song meanings
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