Lyrics:
saviour A lamb for slaughter Waiting still to die And here As i stand, at this precipice And face death with an appetency Will feet slip and then satiate
the primordial void A billow of poison Let thy towering massif Cold gusts unveiling scorn The appetency of death Creator of archaic planets The rings of Saturn
appetencies, I am fortunate but listen! I have my own cool plepsis – I will bliss with divine beings In their metacosmies, fab, An' indulge in carnate beaming,
smell fear in the wind And I don't know where I have been No emotion, just need, greed, and appetency My devotion to feeding bleeding burgundy Second
damn too much Woke up to a lung-ache I had more than i should I woke up to a cliche Deliberating thinking crazy An affection an appetency Expectations my
[Cairn Warrior's Appetency of Invultuation:] I am the one to seek the courtly witch - She is the one to find me. I am the one to yearn
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