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And you may tremble before Hell's gates You may watch as the Heavens fall And you may dance in the sands of the war You may sleep in the cradle of Eden
Betrayed your prophets Dead seeds buried deep An army of none We'll prey on the weak We'll prey on the weak.
Forgiving the father Read the story on my skin
I'll be the martyr Falling from his grace again Falling from his grace again
You best belay self-pity Locked in devastations throes The memories cripple you
The noose awaits you swinging A blade of malice cuts the rope The memories that ruin you
Then you wake.
Sermon sung me slow to sleep Faster if I had a choice With every breath another death Still so in love with your own voice Idle threats to hide regrets Excuses serve to bide the time Cover tracks, double back We summon silence so divine.