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FORMING TALES OF
THAT WILL THE
VILE FILTH FILLED
SURROUND ME

I WILL CALL ON THESE FAITHLESS
OF HEARTLESS EMOTION, THE BLACK BRUISED & WILLING

BARE WORTHLESS MINDS
THAT FOR MANKIND
I WILL THE NAMES
OF THE ONE WE

TO LEAVE THE NORM, FOR THE WARMTH OF
BOUND & TIED TO THE LIES OF OUR FATHER
A USELESS GOD WATCHES YOU SUFFER IN
WHEN ONLY ONE QUESTION BRINGS EVERYTHING

I'D SELL MY SOUL TO SEE THE SHELL OF WHO YOU TO BE
I'D SELL MY SOUL TO KNOW THAT YOU ME

I WILL CALL ON THESE INFESTERS
OF HEARTLESS
THE BLACK BRUISED & WILLING
TO LEAVE THE
FOR THE OF ANOTHER
YOURE BOUND AND
TO THE OF OUR FATHER

I YOUR SOUL TO THE UNFORGIVING ASUNDER
THE LOST, AMONG THE MIST OF DESIRE
INCASED OUR MINDS TO ERASE YOUR
INCASE OUR TO MOVE ON TO ANOTHER