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Byzantine lyrics : "A Residual Haunting"

Ank the ratchet slowly to measure our inequities
Each bone that breaks reveal a new point of stress to me
A catalyst of suicide, a wound to be dressed

Quiet on the set, your death has taken it's turn to be in progress

[Solo Tony]


Squeeze the hammer slowly to bury our honesty
A song for dying swans reveals a path for me

A catalyst of suicide, a wound to infect
Our death will be appreciated, swollen tongue forever


Laced with vitriol
Choking on the residue we leave


It's time to roll the bones
Your end I must advise
With confidence I sin

False grieving now begins
Belittles your demise
In minutes just a memory of faded apparitions


[spoken:]
These are the final words that will be penned from me

As empires rise, they do just fall
And history shall forever repeat
So now I dig deep into my black beating heart

And with open arms welcome you to oblivion...

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