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Текст песни Archive - Bastardised Ink

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Текст песни Archive - Bastardised Ink




All hailstorms in to die for my sins Why am I accursed and not believingDeath to damnation both forced arrestEnforced interrogation duress fire questionPressure point temple brainwashed discipleShooting at me with a holy water pistolI am not a heathen I’ll give you the reasonTen commandments and ten counts of treasonThey can pass judgements while I plead( )Ignorance self defense dollars pounds and penceBecause we live inside the age feelings hard to gaugeI just open up the book and keep turning the pageWhile the all powerful throwback to miracleWhips up the storms and pestilent swarmsSacrifice to appease the deityWhilst heavens open up to seize the enemyWiped out civilisationsDesolate barren landscapes genocidesCreationBut mad scientists wildly experimentDrawing the conclusion down into the sedimentTo the dark hour seed is sownNow on there will be light via fire and brimstoneWalls fall down but emerge from the grown as if to start overRebuild the structureTrue to life adventureEven while your breathing lung punctureNothing out there to protect youSo they look into the skies the cries can be heardThe word is obscene unwashed and uncleanWreaking havoc for the hell of itWhilst digging deep and developing a taste for itBloodthirsty craves screams for mercyHighly unlikelyFeel the almighty crashAlas hope all evaporates incinerate burns out and obliteratesKeep the faith in more ways than oneOr believe me and mark my words thy will be donePraying not for the cynical quick stepping left right,Pick up as they march upon the pinnacleClocking up the watch stop digitalTrying to make peace while they’d rather make base and erase the place they foundLies written all over the face wonder whyFeeling immortality fearing they’re afraid to dieSly snakes sidewind and enter your mindFinding temptation insecurity and frustrationHating anger lusts after a fear as half the man dies whilst shedding the tearA clear sign that it’s way past the timeTo rebuild the bleeding heart that lies brokenWell I must be mistaken but I more than feel that a chance is not taking consideration for the nonbeliever plagued by diseased why?Nothing but an open mind is what I try and maintainHand on heart keep alive in dying artPick it up dust it down make a start and bring it roundPray to God blaspheme one can only dreamCrucify and ask why either do or die




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