SPITEFUL CARNAGE lyrics : "Story Of An Afterborn Race"
Thinking a candle won't chop
From it spark and shining molecule
A groan out simply heard
Burning lifes up side down
Even on thier dreams painting a bleeding paradise
So in my sleep I'm struggling of
Shining walls reflects my shadow
Who I am? Where I am?
Seeking of the and of this river
Then I remember I sold myself to the devil
The edge of your life pushing jauntily
Part of a part the ring closes
Messing with facts and acting certain
Hey look
The reaper has sow a soul
(x3)
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