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Text: Whitechapel. This Is Exile.

This world is our and we won't stand still,
Infinitude sets thy vision toward the deep,
Civilization will fall by the hand of all disease,
Banished of all life and awoken from the grave,
Eternal light will now be washed away,
Desecration proclamation,
How it feels to be demoralized,
The life you live is now rotten and cold,
This is exile,
We are the walking scum,
This is exile,
You are the sacrifice,
And it was said,
Blaspemy will now stand,
They walk the earth,
This is fucking exile,
This world is ours and we will not stand still (x2),
The dead will never rest,
Vociferating hypocrites shall whisper every last word,
And they willl not be heard,
Our death shall reign and our purpose exhort,
False hope and lies we all glorify,
This world is ours and you're totally fucking dead

(Thanks to Devon for these lyrics)
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