Hunger for what's not there, eyeless congregation Blessed be unto for their hearts are true Submitting to the stimuli, a pure psychic secretion For their
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Many a man bear the scars of laboring to pay a toll They lie just to exploit our miners and hell bent to export our coal Come step into our territory
Witch hunt is over Six lives are over Look to the father for the truth The killer smiles without a tooth Mothers weep as angels die Witches burn for
As I bore for the depths of depravity A bottomless pit I have found As I search for the signs of humanity There will be no ashes abound Will you burn
I'm drowning in darkness Someone, shine a light on me. Fixated on the outcome of all Death whispers denouement The end is clear to me Coping with sorrow
You are removed from the future database No genetic code shall exist from this race Hallelujah these scars are not permanent fixtures They all shall
Bruising minds burning thoughts over matter Your knees hit soil you touch me not Curdled opinions form mindless babble From evolved me the pity is not
I dreamt of heaven once It was a calm cool and miserable place All my friends were under the fire I could not make out a face I was trapped with the
No religion persuades me but the religion inside of me I?m alive Tower of Babel fell for a reason the tongues that you speak is laid of flies Your not
I live to disrput, I live to destroy Now I target the boiling point so few employ Silence is deadly so pin back your ears Cause the axis has shifted
I got the news today I've lost faith somewhere along the line No chance for me to retrace innocence now washed away An affair I forever reject, a puppeteer
Driven to the thorn Unaware of the dying to come Extinction opens her eyes An event is on the horizon Thank God it's time We are bound to this earth
I'm not dead or alive My thoughts clouded in pristine A static web internecine The cutting edge of a lie Will only furrow the dreams Solders the soul
Oh God I feel I have lost my flock We are scattered and without reason There is no strength in our stock The wolves pick up on our weak scent Trapped
Spin my dradle and I will split your atom spin the bottle and I will play assassin never sure to go for we fear the empire (the empire) never sure to