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To Those Who Ride With the King of Gloom
The apocalypse is at his back
Rolling over another happy human soul
It's like a wrecking ball on
All he's built around him

To those who ride with the king of gloom
This doom you see is temporary
The doubt will find its way to hell
Right back where it came from
Just where it belongs

Back inside the walls at home
Trusty spear fails as it hits the wall
Just one more frustration to push this
Push this over the edge

And he knows that it won't get any better
But it could still get that much worse
Everyone's left him he's all alone
At least until tomorrow

To those who ride with the king of gloom
This doom you see is temporary
The doubt will find its way to hell
We'll fight through hell
To bleed daylight from the sky
And one day this will end
One day the gloom will die
The doubt will fall
The gloom will die and the king he will survive