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The hammer did fall too fast

The only one left in last

Stood before him and laughed

The mark it was true, the mark it was true

Only believing in fate

For seeing the signs too late

Was dying to be so great

Gave up on you, gave up on you

The glory of hate

The glory of pain

In time seeking all that was good

Hellspeak was the word

Heard only as true

The opened the gates to soon

Lost out on the coming moon

The blood of the fallen strewn

Only for one, only begun