| The Sacrifist, Pt. 1 (Through Dirge and Death) |
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| All these open wounds filled with questions left unanswered |
| You never knew me and you never will! |
| How could I ever tell you? |
| There is a reason why all things must come to an end, |
| why souls return to gold. |
| You never knew me and you never will! |
| The blood in your mouth was always the truth. |
| How could I ever tell you? |
| In love as we’re falling down I kept the skin that you live in. |
| Pleased and thankful — empty and hollow. |
| I gave you hope so I could lose mine. |
