Solo Raid Ringtones

It's here we gathered these souls Desperate enough to sell their lives Whetted, are their desires To scrape the bottom with their broken hands Low, their gazes These shells devoid of will All their hopes Tied to a web of deceit Like the rats they are Cornered by the serpent, they will try to hide And they will covet For the crumbs we have so generously strewn So they must kill Over things so trivial We've sown the discord In time, it will bloom And as such, we'll observe This ricketed circus dissolve itself And as such, one by one They will kill Lest they die Lest they die