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Intro
01:15
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These shackles will no longer bind me.
You’ll see my vexation; you’ll hear my wrath.
These illusive illusions will never cease.
Oh, how my vision fades from this animosity.
No salvation, no redemption.
Sanction my resurgence, for this is my first verdict.
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Black Cats
03:50
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Time for silence!
Cast down this oppression.
See the world for what truly is.
Searching for a meaning behind the screen, as they point and laugh.
Give it one last time x2
This betrayal has gotten the best of you for the very last time.
Nothing can corrode sixteen years of walls.
Around and around and this cycle burns down.
Around and around, this cycle burns down.
All around you this worlds goes blind.
All around me this world goes deaf.
Sit on your couch forget the world around you.
Ignoring the dance of life, we waste away!
Through this destruction, we waste away! x2
Corruption of your mind, eradication of your thought.
Cast down this oppression; vociferate your cause.
Relinquish that which has been the source of your pain.
Your pain!
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A Perfect Christmas
04:29
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There's an ocean of difference between us, though it has taken you so long discover.
Your attempts to bridge this gap are futile!
So give up and don't show your smile ever again.
In all honesty what was going through your head.
Have you ever thought of ever giving up this hopeless idea, of ever achieving that which has sired?
(Your hypocritical oath)
As you lay, I view your pathetic beginnings.
Wallowing in despair you cry out towards me.
Show me what's caused your pain. x2
Your biggest fear is our repudiation.
Under this bridge you lie desperately begging, but there's nothing between us; not an ounce of blood.
Instead you find a bullet through your veins.
Why haven't you done this yourself?
Fill my lungs with protest; face my verdict.
This creation isn't your final trepidation.
So continue reaching towards the sky even as you take your last breath.
There is an ocean of difference between us; though it has taken you so long discover.
Your attempts to bridge this gap are futile!
So don't you show your smile ever again.
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Abigail, You Witch!
04:49
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Her malevolent snake like ways betray you all.
Fooling the agar minds with false persecutions
.A thousand corpses hung slain on the counts of a harlot.
The black magic she has gained from the depths of hell, the rituals to summon false promises of her nature.
They partake to their greeds.
Though her failed attempts have been seen.
Filled with fear, her hourglass is coming to a halt.
No escape from her fate , so her lies will progress.
And progress to no extent.
No extent!
Convinced them all, and portrayed such an innocence
Blamed them all, of their innocence; their submission was her key.
And so their torture begins; they suffer, they bleed , they cry.
The threads are pulled to no extent, and so it progresses.
Praying as they come closer to non-existence.
All on the counts of a fucking harlot.
The blind eyes distorted by fear,buried beyond conscious of ever being clear.
Convinced them all, and portrayed such an innocence.
It progresses to no extent!
Not for long x2
Though her failed attempts have been seen.
Filled with fear, her hourglass is coming to a halt.
No escape from her fate , so her lies will progress.
And progress to no extent.
No extent!
Their blind eyes ,a snake's lies' ; innocent blood everywhere. x2
Their blind eyes ,a snake's lies' ; innocent blood every-fucking-where.
It's all your fault, you will suffer.
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I Refuse
04:09
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Now is the time of suffer,the days run too short
Father time is grasping ever ounce, out of our lives.
We live everyday not as our last, but as joke .
As you can see what has been for granted.
Stride to be convinced there is hope in man, though the possible final print is eradicated .
These flaws prevail above all.
Tick-tock and time fly's by,
The corruption that leads to demise.
They refuse to acknowledge or value their time.
You'll soon regret x2
Is this the end?
Fuck no
So the portrait is painted for these fallen morals.
Desecration of the rights supplied,
Abolished wisdom from forced beliefs,and once again this endless cycle is reconstructed.
Now they are shaken and filled with fear, when distant light is not so clear.
Approach and confront
I still regret, I still refuse
Tick-tock and time fly's by,
The corruption that leads to demise.
They refuse to acknowledge or value their time.
You'll soon regret x2
Is this the end?
Fuck no
These feeble fucking minds, they waste their fucking time.
With the signs pointing to demise, I refuse to accept this. x2
Is there hope in man? x2
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