Lyrics:
confessions
in tremors proclaimed - benediction of oppression
slay the lamb of god by the hammer of repulsion
scorn of the earth feeding on the dead salvation
Fitting the mold
Means nothing to me
I have lost all faith
In this doomed society
Parasitic and delusional
We lay waste to all we see
Snowed by
Ooh (Ooh)
Na-na, yeah
I saw you dancing in a crowded room (Uh)
You look so happy when I'm not with you
But then you saw me, caught you by surprise
creature laughed out its scorn to the dawn
The sun wasn't able to send down its light, swallowed by thoughts in my mind
Dark was my conscience, I was
of me
Derived and thriving in a hive confined
By evasive morality
Bum, buh duh dum. Bah da dum
Bah da dum bum bah dah dah dum
Buh duh dum. Bah da dum
Bah
An angel I may be
But my wings are stained you see
By the blood on his hands
And the love he demands
Let the stones on me fall
Let the scorn
You made me
Cry and beg
I was stuck
Calling your name
You took me
By the mouth
Told me it's
Not over now
You used me
And threw me out
Well let me
the decent way for a Bo to go
Home to the by and by;
I knew that fever had you, Jack
And that doctor just wouldn't come
He was too busy treatin'
He is a hustler, he's no good at all
He is a loser, he's a bum, bum, bum, bum
He lies, he bluffs, he's unreliable
He is a sucker with a gun, gun,
Liable to drive-by on a summer day
July 4th'll be a June
Block ten block ten block ten bla ba bum
The sound of the drum, that crips and bloods know
the decent way for a Bo to go
Home to the by and by
I knew that fever had you, Jack
And that doctor just wouldn't come
He was too busy treatin'
scorns your prayers
Your paradise has been shunned
The world is ruled by betrayal
Pray to Father War. Bow your heads in submission
Reject the virgin
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
enemy, beautiful
I send my scorn and ridicule
You're not innocent
No, not innocent
No one's innocent
My nation's grand
Your name's not on any signs
has come
And I feel like a bum
'Cause I spent my last dime
On a worthless old friend
On a drunken weekend
I've done it time after time
She's got
Straight from the fire, straight from the rock
Straight to the suttin, scorn for the lot
Straight from the fire, straight from the rock
Straight
dum bum bum
Well the sun has rose
On November 1st
cnd the bats replaced by the chirps of birds
cnd the haunted house has begun to turn
To a jolly
for love, and now I do the same...
Ride on, ride on you scorn of the earth
Betrayed by the sacred, through parasite birth
Agony!
Is all you left behind
The prophet is a lonely man, walkin' through the sand,
God's voice whispers in his ear, but they don't understand.
Chosen by the divine light, yet
there
It just wasn't fair
A rose, you were surrounded by thorns, but I did nothing but scorn
But I watched from afar, tired eyes, broken hearts, 'til you
To truths, we cannot accept Scorn by the slightest suspicion Of fear
Of hate
Of all we have
Cast all judgment aside, and embrace the predation Abiotic warfare
(Music by Black Sin And Damnation / Lyrics by Butcherazor)
All the gold that hides the rot
All the jewels, stained with blood
A deceiver
wants
It's beating like a drum like
Ba Da Bum Bum Ba Da Bum Bum
Let me spell it out now letter by letter
Cause we on a roll and we only get better
Like that time I was twelve and got bitten by a wasp
Or accepted my car keys would always be lost
Though the sting is gone and I've totaled the cost
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