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Burn the Note to Jesus
04:27
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Burn the Note to Jesus
Flood the line that’s drawn in blood, the form declined in this. Its been so long since
you entered the fray. The force you lost has been put on display, as you burn the
note to jesus and watch them fade away. The grave you dug will not swallow them
all, the mangled limbs are spilled over the wall, as you burn the note to jesus and
watch them fade away.You’re searching for words to pen but they cannot describe
all this pain they just left behind. The faith you placed upon false gold has proved a
wasted plea. The pure in love has been blackened to lust. This living wine has been
traded for dust, as you burn the note to jesus and watch them fade away. This
sociopathic shadow is cast over this human’s delicate grasp, as you burn the note to
jesus and watch them fade away. You’re searching for words to pen but they cannot
describe all this pain they just left behind. Life, through the eyes of destruction, lens
of despair, losing your name. Life, through the eyes of destruction, lens of despair,
losing your name. Empathy perished. Devoid and dry, the pain will not flow
renewed. Waste away, the last of human…Life, it has welcomed corruption. Sanity
wanes, losing its name. What is this….Life, it has welcomed corruption. Sanity
wanes losing its name. Wait for the dead to rise. Their pallad faces speak to the sun’s
demise. The voices are lost inside. Flood the line that’s drawn in blood, the form
declined in this. Its been so long since you entered the fray. The force you lost has
been put on display, as you burn the note to jesus and watch them fade away. The
grave you dug will not swallow them all, the mangled limbs are spilled over the wall,
as you burn the note to jesus and watch them fade away. You’re searching for words
to pen but they cannot describe all this pain they just left behind. This is my life….
numbing the pain, losing your name.
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Night of the Long Knives
03:52
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Night of the Long Knives
Purge the crest and take the reich along to twelve long years absent of light. You
watch the king and his grasp reach in to fill the air with the taste of his will.
Singing for the feigned praise of his rule has carriedthis plight….Follow your
brothers to death as you’re prey to this predator’s knife…..Burning the only hope left
in the Poisoned Kitchen’s Pen. “What was the sin?”, you’re pleading to the
breathing fire. Disgusting and weak is the sound as the soul of this race is thrown
in a mound, to be used as a pyre of disease, a proud country is brought to its knees.
You’re wailing, and brought to your knees. Boughs of smoke have risen, release
this oily film. Washed from skins so righteous, this tyrant’s home is here.
Wretched, worthless cowards, gross is the negligence of the whole populous.
Swelled, the hatred of the night led upto Zions fleeing farther from this plight….
Follow your brothers to death as you’re prey to this predator’s knife…..Burning
the only hope left in the Poisoned Kitchen’s Pen. “What was the sin?”, you’re
pleading. The sungoes down. The minds of men are pleading to this glowing fire.
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Nameless Patriarch
04:27
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4. |
Corpse in Blistered Feet
04:30
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