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Light This City Remains Of The Gods

was more, even if it meant exploiting you. You just served as transportation to my forbidden destination; to the lands inhabited by the Gods. To whoever finds this

abandoned under the surface This way they can't hear me screaming This way they can't feel me biting This way they can't feel me scratching This way they

on the meat.[x2] The more you devour, the more you crave the taste of the life you profess to care for. You will remain a slave to your own satisfaction

haven't passed. It's not the fear that makes me tremble, but the sweat on my face you keep trying to wipe away. I've never been this cold. And death

now I'm finally able to say you all share this common trait: Her heart was cold long before her eyes made her stone. You'll see; they'll tell this story

A tec' squeezin', executioner, winter time I rock a fur Mega popular, center of attraction Climaxin', my bitches they be laughin' They high from sniffin' coke off a twenty-cent Andrew Jackson City lights

come While I'm chanting incantations Stay away and don't play with this You'll never understand Buried in the frozen seas Tombs of forgotten gods Who

Dead Remained In The Grave This Is The First Resurrection Over These Second Death Has No Claim Foes Marched Across The Breadth Of The Earth And Surrounded The Camp Of Gods

I got something to give An individual who remains invisible Indivisible My habitual ritual Is to uplift all those who are willing Living in a city where