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the wreckage to plagues we sing of |
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on the breath of harmony |
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submersed, forgotten, and singing in suffering |
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while I stand behind these shimmering tired eyes |
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watching your faithless stride |
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deep into hell |
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Taste... |
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Taste the blood of the angels heart |
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we have only just begun to fall |
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In the end when we fall |
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consumed by all that we deny |
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they have gone to the razors thrusting up |
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and thinking of this failure alight |
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stillborn, slit in this nevermore |
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the flight deeper on this pale horse |
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they bury their hearts in the opens of remission |
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while I bury my heart deep in this morning star |
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Taste... |
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Taste the blood of the angels heart |
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we have only just begun to fall |
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In the end when we fall |
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consumed by all that we deny |
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wading in sin |
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corrupted by poisoned minds (poisoned minds) |
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and all that you trust would kill in a beat of a heart (beat of a heart) |
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don't morn for the child he's destined to wield decay (wield decay) |
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salvation is lost when all your dreams fade away (fade away) |
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wading in sin and your poisoned minds |
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the future set free |
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while I bleed your blood |
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Taste... |
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Taste the blood of the angels heart |
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we have only just begun to fall |
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In the end when we fall |
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consumed by all that we deny |
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Taste... |
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Taste the blood of the angels heart |
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we have only just begun to fall |
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In the end when we fall |
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consumed by all that we deny |
