The winds of plague
Bring rapture to the I'll
The is the day you fall
Wrath of the cunning ones indifferent
Your excuses and intent
The forbearance is all
Futile you come undone
Try to play God - I lust for blood
Treading on bruised ones' backs,
You hopeless failure of hypocrisy
Lament the scribe in vain
Talk and I listen through;
I'm unspoken of in any tongue
Here comes the fucking pain
Futile you come undone
Try to play God - I lust for blood
And it's yours
Assailand, die in pain
You know who you are
Bell tolls, beheading you,
Violence is the setting free of truth
Can't take away what's true
Smashing your house of lords,
Crush you to the bone and lay to waste
Death warrant is due
Your death is due
New dawn to fuel the curse The winds of plague Bring rapture to the I'll The is the day you fall Wrath of the cunning ones indifferent Your excuses and intent The forbearance is all Futile you come undone Try to play God - I lust for blood Treading on bruised ones' backs, You hopeless failure of hypocrisy Lament the scribe in vain Talk and I listen through; I'm unspoken of in any tongue Here comes the fucking pain Futile you come undone Try to play God - I lust for blood And it's yours Assailand, die in pain You know who you are Bell tolls, beheading you, Violence is the setting free of truth Can't take away what's true Smashing your house of lords, Crush you to the bone and lay to waste Death warrant is due Your death is due Explain Request ×
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