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Idol of Flesh
Garden of Stone
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(...)
Sown! The eyes
Abysmal demise
Crowned! The king
Unbeknownst to him
Church bells chime
Creeping lies
(Doomsday is getting closer!)
Feeding time
Flesh divine
(No time to run but feed the...)
Fear! The vice that makes the world run
From a barrel of the gun
Millions of eyes cry desperate
As humanity takes one shot to the brisket
Clear! Device is set in motion
No time for your devotion
The vice is getting tighter
And the gun is made up from our human existence
Heir! Dissipates
The minds it permeates
Blurs! The lines
Entropy, devise
Church bells chime
Creeping lies
(No chance for your salvation)
Feeding time
Flesh divine
(Like pigs we scour from the...)
Fear!
(...)
Sealing the light out from the skies
The cyan backdrop infused with black and red
Falling like angels in disguise
Plummeting, Unleashing their hatred
Sealing the light out from the skies
Sound of their wings, Another house demolished
Falling like angels in disguise
The agony, Not a tear unshed
Burn! The lies of king
Burn! The lies of hatred
Burn! The lies of king
Burn! The lies of hatred
Church bells chime
Creeping lies
(D-day now looms upon us!)
Feeding time
Flesh divine
(No shot but to accept the...)
Fear! The vice that makes the world run
From a barrel of the gun
The vice is getting tighter
And the gun is made up from our human existence
Oh!
(Smol Blegh)
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