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Artist: hate |
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Songs Title: wrists |
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Blood on my road as I march it down, |
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I would smile at every dying life, |
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Through rotting shells of dying trust, |
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With blackened sun, sun that will never rise, |
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Nowhere to leave the pain, |
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Nowhere to channel the nagger of the soul, |
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To end this stare of dying eyes, |
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To smite the world in just one fatal blow! |
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Downwards. . . To meet our minds of regression! |
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Downwards. . . To meet our minds in regression! |
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The blackened sun where light is gone, |
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Eternal night so vibrant and insane, |
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With open wrists I am going down, |
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The reign of death is preordained, |
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Somewhere. . . Beyond the flesh, |
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Lays the vain, |
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Which flows with all our Hate, |
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With destiny as vacant as void, |
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We stare with eyes, eyes that cannot see, |
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This reign of terror! |
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Downwards. . . To meet our minds of regression! |
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Downwards. . . To meet our minds of regression! |
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Downwards. . . To meet our minds of regression! |
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Down, down to wilt away. . . |
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Downwards. . . To meet our minds of regression! |
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Confined within our faith alone in this cage, |
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With icons that ll never grow, |
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Confined within our fate. . . |
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Reign of terror! |
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Downwards. . . To meet our minds of regression! |
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Downwards. . . To meet our minds of regression! |
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Downwards. . . To meet our minds of regression! |
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Down, down to wilt away. . . |
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Downwards. . . To meet our minds of regression. . . |