| Shiver, does the child draped in its disgrace
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| The web grows like a poisonous vine fed by storybook filth, tangling it’s
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| Hypocritical mass around the throat of human instinct like a
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| Self-perpetuating noose
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| The one dangling in rage, refusing to choke, gains a dagger to sever all
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| Ties to the vine of self-deceit. |
| Consuming the melody of shrieking
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| Horror… the blade penetrates as he becomes in harmony with his action. |
| The
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| Constant twilight of the forbidden is unveiled, revealing darkness to be
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| Ravished forever by the intellect of BLACKEYES
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| Disgusted by the pathetic pleading swollen holes of the «holy»
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| BLACKEYES
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| Prepared to protect any path he hath chosen
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| BLACKEYES
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| Contempt for all benevolent spinners now clinging to the vine
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| FEELING, SEEING, KNOWING, BEING
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| Lift your sword, slice the vine. |
| Feast on pleasure, swim in life’s wine
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| Take your vengeance now and rise, torment those who fear BLACKEYES
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| All who waste life on bended knees are begging for death to take them, so
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| Be it go humbly to your god in white. |
| Look to my Blackeyes for a reflection
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| Of your fright
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| Run christian soldier, for our army approaches!
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| Smile christian daughters for the snapshot of your annihilation
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| Know this slaves of christ. |
| Our pulse quickens with the thought of your
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| Death. |
| Prey pawns on your knees! |
| Prey to the god you fear to protect you!
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| Blackeyes bring forth hell inside catacombs of a web now sighing with the
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| Weight of helo’s drenched in blood of a million spinners
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| Join us little children, or be sent to your empty promise land in tears of
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| RED
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| Lift your sword, slice the vine. |
| Feast on pleasure, drink life’s wine. |
| Take
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| Your vengeance now and rise, torment those who fear BLACKEYES
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| What be is FREE
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| Join us little children before it’s to late, and we shall send you in tears
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| Of red straight to heaven’s gate |