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What happens when you lose everything… you've tried and tried, but the world is against you, all the hate, all your failures coalesce into a force that torments and haunts you endlessly.. a saint in white snaps and the demon in red takes the wheel. An engine of hate, chaos and insanity. He will make you suffer, make you hate until there is nothing left but death and loathing. The Depraved Wraith is coming to burn and corrupt it all until only he remains.

Lyrics:
From first breath, the summons came
Snuffing sorrow like stamping embers.
I raged destruction in Heaven’s name,
A void recalled what virtue remembers.

Petals bloom on graves unblessed,
The saint’s white robes now rot in red.
Temptation speaks in velvet jest,
A demon crowns the dreams I fed.

Murder hums in calloused hands,
Pride calcifies into sand.
Bones coil like serpent reeds,
And sweat births ever-hungrier needs.

As fate, a man's word is lies,
Like a carcass with swarming flies.
We bury the hurt in borrowed pain,
While history bleeds through every vein.

Widows weep into drunken cups,
Greed blooms where mercy shuts.
I rip the creeping weeds from clay,
Yet roots still choke the light away.
Behold your Lord of kin:
A scarecrow stuffed with fury’s straw.
Forged by every human sin,
He stands your idol, judge, and law.

Black fires roar from malice’ maw,
Breaking every trust we saw.
The cycle spins, the bond decays,
Love turns cold in the ashen haze.

As fate, a man's word is lies,
Like a carcass with swarming flies.
We bury the hurt in borrowed pain,
While history bleeds through every vein.

Ash to ash, the pyre still yearns,
Heavens blaze while no god turns.
Silence rules the final plea,
And the Wraith survives eternally.

Death by a thousand cuts
No mercy, no single wound to name.
Too many cuts at once,
The blood becomes the only frame.
The beast goes down, yet rises again,
Crawling, creeping, wandering lame,
Overzealous in its hunger
It remembers every name.

Once from heaven high above,
Fallen into a sunken void
A colorless star,
Brewing storms in the depths of hell employed.
Dreams dissolve into smoke unseen,
His shadow drinks the midnight sheen.

His nature is to hate and kill,
Human nature’s fate a thrill he fills.
A sea of self-loathing where no light goes,
Tide that swells, and ever grows.

The depraved repressed darkness,
Slips the chains in silence starkness.
They mistake kindness for a crack in steel,
But his gaze is cold, and his wounds don’t heal.
Unfeeling in the face of death,
He learns to breathe in its bitter breath.

When pain and love no longer sting,
Hate becomes the only spring
An engine burning black desire,
Feeding the teeth of a rampant fire.

And so the tide returns again,
He walks the graves of broken men.
Every echo, every plea,
Drowns beneath that loathsome sea.

Man’s word honeyed, hollow
Like a carcass drunk with flies.
We bury grief in borrowed sorrow,
Our fate a mirror of the lies.