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Killing reads on your face
We know the kill, will arise
Fear starts behind your gun
Something to serve... load your arm
Look at the dead while hate still rise from the air
Tear you apart
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I bled the windows girl
I feel too afraid to move
Two people never do
If you could over throw
Stay with me in the dark
Just wait til they get back
No way to get me killed
And lie away from me
Hear me
Hear me
Hear me...
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Frail light, is only to go for
Stricken my blood
Freezing suspicion that you give me
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I kind of wonder what lets me burn
To compel the life upon you
Humanity are down on its knees
'We see the end now, come clear'
Violent creatures coming out of the ground
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[4th Movement]
Silent, dirty - ease the pain
Born unto dark
Silent murder, anyone
I cannot drown
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Out from the dark, we rise forth
Out from the dark,
Out from the dark, we rise higher
Out from the dark...
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We're coming here, yeah to stay
'Cause I've found an easy way
Counting up now, Killography [?]
_________ face the pain for once again
_______________________Let him die
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Out from the dark, behind the Lord
Out...
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Drag him down
That knife, slipping flee [?]
That knife, slipping flee [?]
Sweet dreams my dear little child
I burn for touching a bead of your own mass
You will be gone now forever
Try to sleep one more time
A spirit light comes through
Silent bringer of death
The cover breezed right open
Come to steal the cash [?]
Washed his blade over the kill
(Here comes the light)
Furious desertion
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[6th Movement]
[Murmurs]
Blinding light, forced from within his crypt
Evergreen mounds turning red to fire
As I'm heading higher, clear the fire
Boast your light, crushing to dust
Nowhere, got to flee on footsteps while there's time
Teaching his every space of desire
Red Alert, for can't you hear the
That's it now, dig deep
Climb through madness
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[7th Movement]
The bird was on his back [?]
60th left in the air
What if it ain't over?
What a fear
It's always sure with this ending
Two that are left
What if they're deceived?
Stuck in the filth
Finished
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When will you roll aside?
And be retort of this dying conscious
When the world was sucking you down
In the heart, the defiant comes on through
Couldn't decide what to do about it
He would have to come back
Someone is living behind his back
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[8th Movement]
Burn me under the will of hell
Same old creature that turns the wheel
We bathe in blood, the will to kill
You will never see me coming
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[10th Movement]
Breathing cries are yelled out that do erase [?]
Sitting on the edge of it, the vulgar realm
They seize my blood, to kill the _____ [?]
Bludgeoning, running out
See the prisons in tact for you
Lingering, kill
Repent, executioner coming down to...
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Out of the cool, the 40 hour weather
Don't care what you say
Out to rule this burdened world
Sins revoke in me
Cling, cling to protect his kind
I see the end of the horizon
Willing to wait for an hour or so
A bad case of nerves
A bad case of nerves
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It can see you, so don't try to hide
Then you will wake up
It's only a dream
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In the morning after
You'll be dead, you are not a being
You will be the one you asked me for
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Explodes right free
Can't break the cover
Roll out the bed [?]
Down frantic moonlight [?]
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A spirit light comes through
Silent bringer of death
Walk away, what's to come next after life?
The cover breezed right open
Come to steal the cash
Furious distortion, again and again and again...
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Killing reads on your face
We know the kill, will arise
Fear starts behind your gun
Suffer, shoot - use your arm
(Murmurs)
Smoke churned into the room
Collapse, the heat of murder
Why can you bring - come closer... (?)
Lost the control of the burning path (?)
(Murmurs)
Shooting reads on your face
The need to kill, will arise
Fear starts behind your gun
Suffer, shoot - use your arm
Someone deserved, over the dead one???
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Take a deep breath
Pulling once again
It'll get you through on your own
Coming down with the dead behind [?]
Murderous nature of the dream
Black door, reveal the end
I'll never come and serve him, die to your God
Dark fear, alert to the night here
Weeping for them alone
Weeping for them alone
Take a deep breath
A bullet once again
It'll get you through on your own
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Creature in the cloud/ground/crowd [?]
Wrapped in chaos [?]
Searching in to bring [?]
'The few' here [?]
Greed for guilt seldom being done to them here [?]
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A spirit light comes through
Silent bringer of death
The cover breezed right open
Come to steal the cash (?)
Washed his blade over the kill
(here comes the light)
Furious desertion ______
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[18th Movement]
Take a deep breath
Pulling once again
It'll get you through on your own
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Coming down with the dead behind [?]
Murderous nature of a black dream
Last door, of another compelling, dying end
Lie down ___ see through the nightmare
Lie down ___ see through the nightmare
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Take a deep breath
A bullet once again
It'll get you through on your own
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Coming down with the dead behind [?]
Murderous nature of a black dream
Last door, of another compelling, dying end
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Down to three
Black path discovered
Roll on further, down from the moonlight
Killing reads on your face
We know the kill, will arise
Kneel downward one more time
And arise, use your arm
For protecting the heat of your own mass
You will be gone now, forever
Try to sleep one more time
And arise - suffer - use your arm
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