All Links Severed

Without own fate people scorching burns

Turned to back trails the wrong visor waste most by

terror

Without the world come treat to would that borsch

Scorned in withed of trots

The wrong visor severed from all senses

You're rein no reason

Coming flame from twisting and chop the chosen

Termed me you're be injection of bacon ways

Save us! Don't make fights passing in that lies

Filled brake ways you're nothing pulsate

Save us! The wrong visor, common visor!