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Coven
01:04
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Denihilist
02:51
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My gaze. the world of reflection blending into haze. Hours turn to minutes and seconds melt into days. Time is but a concept such a meaningless maze.
The only thing that exists is nothing but this pain. X2
Body a temple, in his image is made
Penetrated will, nothing but a slave
The devils inside.
The devils inside
Sensory induced, gate to hell.
Overdosed on thought, chemical brain swell.
A copper auroma already on my mind.
inside out, tasting on the inside. X2
Death and life reduced to a blurred line
The spaces in between the grave where you reside
Notions of torture eternity plagiurized
Kicking and screaming begging to die
twisted, compacted your will is mine. illusions of this pain, synapses react and align. Unaware, but conscious, wretched patterns rise. The only way to keep the body is safe is to fester in the mind.
Lest not a being, but a vessel, a ship of bone cartilage and rotting muscle.
I am the nihilist.
X2
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Catholiphile
03:50
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Dropped, fucked and sunk, every shred of evidence covered up. Baptized and drowned, not a witness to be found. confessing at mass and they'll never fucking find me. They're so gullible, vacant gaze to hide my glee. Ingest fluids for illusions of peace. Spurting seed to paint their cheeks.
Faceless mocking ageis, faithless wretched scourgex2
Fuck
Slowed down. Slowed down.
Words too deep and the children drowned.
They drowned. They drowned.
Sunken sleep, they're never found.
Spewing soulless stagnate shit. Open wide and swallow it. Always so convinced, intentions all but missed. Dead set intentions a fork tongue between a jagged smile slip.
Twisted scriptures at your feet, ever warping stairway to the doorway of a preist. Opening to the balcony of lies from which you preach.
The false shepards flock, at the blackened altar gathering like sheep. (Like sheep) Braced and waiting on their mindless knees.
Swept away with time, dissolving, eating at the bones like lime. Buried with decades of hushed tongues. what the flies couldn't finish the worms found as home.
Faceless mocking, aeigis, faithless wretched scourge. X2
Guarded by the hollow words, disguising foulest needs.
Reeking on your breath every time that you speak.
Vacant vernacular, empty like a dry heave
Gagging on your verse
The first time always hurts
X2
Slowed down. Slowed down.
Words too deep and the children drowned.
They drowned. They drowned.
Sunken sleep, they're never found.
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Bloodcrypt
03:52
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You'll be nothing.
Bow down to your own imbelcility. No man above you, but this self proclaimed divinity
caution to the wind, turn the other cheek. Iris turning blind to the scars above your knees. Head over heels, lungs under siege. A hand of matrimony sank his love to the deep.
A heart beats black and blue. Choking on the lies , gagging on the truth. X2
Dying to know whats left to be felt, a ring to name a promise for every fucking welt. Submission of will. Submersion of hope. A thousand friendly hands begging you to stay afloat.
Submission of will, submersion of hope
A thousand friendly hands begging you to stay afloat.
So Im pathetic? So I'm wrong? Does the crutch of ignorance keep your will strong?
Bow down to your own imbelcility. No man above you, but this self proclaimed divinity.
caution to the wind, turn the other cheek. Iris turning blind to the scars above the knees. Head over heels, lungs under siege. A hand of matrimony sank love to the deep.
A heart beats black and blue. Choking on lies. Gagging on the truth.
Your heart beats black as blue, choking on lies. Gagging on the truth.
Submission of will, submersion of hope
A thousand friendly hands begging you to stay afloat.
A heart beating black and blue. How can you fucking sleep when every night you're gagging on the truth.
So pathetic. So wrong
Does the crutch of ignorance keep your will strong.
Timelessly, thoughtless expectant, living in a laughable hypocrisy. Another night grudge fucking fantasy. Drowning in a false sense of sanity
caution to the wind, turn the other cheek. Iris turning blind to the scars above the knees. Head over heels, lungs under siege. A hand of matrimony sank love to the deep.
A heart beats black and blue. Choking on lies. Gagging on the truth.
Your heart beats black and blue. Choking on lies gagging on the truth.
Submission of will, submersion of hope
A thousand friendly hands begging you to stay afloat.
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