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Final Hour

from Eternal II by The Blood Pact

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And underneath this blackened sky
I wanna look you in the eyes
We make our way on this trail to the dead
A bit perplexed over things you've said

I speak much but never enough
Have you finally called my bluff
It's as if Hell's opened up
And I can't seem to reason much

"Trust me, why would I lie?"
"It just seems like suicide"
"Trust me, why would I lie?"
"It just seems like suicide"
Pick your flowers, pick them well
Pick a spot, make this your hell
Pick your flowers, pick them well
Pick a spot, make this your hell

We make our way out of the trees
Exhausted, she falls to her knees
I lay down right by her side
She then points up towards the sky

Greeted by reflections of red
And the howling of the dead
She tells me that she's not well
I look at her and she's gone pale

Now I'm surrounded
I'm in the thick of it
Can't make sense of it
I get devoured
Now I'm surrounded
I'm in the thick of it
Can't make sense of it
I get devoured

Devour, devour
The final hour
Devour, devour
The final hour

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from Eternal II, released August 16, 2022

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