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inhaled
Desecrate
Violate
We light our
Only world ablaze
Black blood clots on the face of her sons
Black blood rots once again in our lungs
Black blood

Black rot 
  
 
I'm scrawling my fucking life 
On the scarp of paper 
It seems to be very well 
But It's only terrible dream 
 
Dream about dead

Awaken the creature
Stoke its power and
Resurrect the inordinate desire
Temporal treasures tear apart your soul

Oh devoured souls
That black rot

friends. Black
Body rots, you're back to brunch
With your fucking friends

Argument at 2 AM
Go back to your friends
They should just obey the law
Those are

none of you fuckers
Ima die make sure you outed as busters
Blood of my soul on your hands
Skin moldy black I rot as I stand
I can't trust none of you

to grassy meadows
My limbs rot black
I'm poison to the touch
I don't want to be alive anymore
I don't want to survive
I can taste the blood and the sweat

to grassy meadows
My limbs rot black
I'm poison to the touch
I don't want to be alive anymore
I don't want to survive
I can taste the blood and the sweat

have heard the echoes of the end, now I shall embrace silence of death

Rot in shame
Make your peace with the dead
Watch this world turn black
Rot in

naught

Of worms (Of worms) of worms (Of worms)
Of worms (Of worms) of worms (Of worms)

Black soul arms to reach but not to feel
Black hole rot divine

of my soul on your hands (Get clean then cut again)[01:17.81]Skin moldy black I rot as I stand (Be mean and die again)[01:20.17]I can't trust none of you

whole
Into the vacuum of
The empty
A broken mind exposed
To primal fears
Life drains into
Sinister black

Rot in stagnation

Writhe in decay

skin is the only thing hiding
The black rot that swallowed me inside
I will never forgive myself for what I never said
But now she's gone, and I'm

reign.
Get on your knees for the Queen of Misanthropy.
I’ll wait for you, my king, in the black rot.
Watch me bleed for those I love.

Time has come, end is near, smash regret,
everything is going to decay;
black-rot, crush fear,
embrace the power of the death.

Raise your being,

with that old black rot
But that was so long ago
Their noses are nice and long
We'll go up to the hill and
Put a pill in the gas tank hole

Oh but I

& daughters

Abandoned malls
Freshly painted walls
A fruit with black rot
The grace of God

Lines to a palmist
Drinks to an alcoholic
Electronic
Voice

The plague of the black 
Rots the dark with the need 
Indulge in the wake
Unmasking the 

Tyrants beneath 
The darkness and screams 
Outlasting the sleep 
Born

to Ire-land.

The pestilence and the black rot swept,
Across a million gravestones,
The hunger ripped through the coffin ships,
The vacant eyes, the gaping

A black rot
Makes its presence
Those who turn
Fade to gray

Seen through
Eyes of the broken
It withers
Minds at will

Push back, resist the urge

A black rot
Makes its presence
Those who turn
Fade to gray
Seen through
Eyes of the broken
It withers
Minds at will
Push back, resist the urge

Baby, das ist für dich
Und wieder fängst du mich mit deinen Braids
Ob short, long, ob black, rot oder hell
Du weißt du bist my Queen, so wie du

Baby, das ist für dich

Und wieder fängst du mich mit deinen Braids
Ob short, long, ob black, rot oder hell
Du weißt du bist my Queen, so wie du

dead foes
Draw bridge lowers, flood the hundred thousand hungry soldiers
Running in to spill blood for my name, they praise my name in folk songs
Black

a jungle of black rot
Photographing war death yet no one was shot
Confused by how the fresh death already decayed
Their skin was melted off in piles they