| The darkest rituals blind us to worship death, existing ignorant to the nooses
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| around our necks
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| Habitual suicide, the only antidote prescribed
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| The smiling allure of tombs, through cracked teeth, forked tongues consume
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| (The) routine becomes murderous, holy water turns to blood as I confess
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| Genuflect as the clock strikes 9, cross my black heart and pray to die
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| Hellions deceive and black angels lie, to enter the gates you must check your
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| soul and your mind
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| I must be losing my mind… to pray to die
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| All hope abandoned, as the deal has been struck
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| Crossed into the ninth layer, the heavens cheer as demons run amok
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| Hurricane, eternal, unforgiving winds, Punishment of transgressions,
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| recurring nightmare of sin
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| Self-confined to a place, mute of all light, the only gift is the curse,
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| of perfect hindsight
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| The darkest rituals blind us to worship death, existing ignorant to the nooses
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| around our necks
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| Lost my soul i’m losing my mind, with each breath, i pray to die |