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Simia (feat. The Vocalist of Bleedchain)
by Cameron Homa
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Nexus of flesh
Left in grotesque display
The embers that burn for all eternity
It's voice will be the last to reach your dying ear
I know what's near, slaughter without second thought
Quite nice feasting while others rot
Adhere
Come, the ending is near
In awe of the coddled, still cloaked in their fear
Baseless. Brainless. Stasis. Painted. Painless. Sacred, but still kill
Pulling away from the senseless stain of hate
I know your hatred comes in waves, in lieu of these inept changes
Corpses line the streets forewarning, you'll be left in pools of blood
Brushing off the wrenched mourning, so long as we serve tyranny
Captivated by the glory, aggression coverts the bloody clots
Hell on earth the murder showing that we're all truly fucked
Last heard. Dastard. Bastards have sworn. Class wars. Last word. Currency
Endowed. Cut down. Avow. Fucking ruthless. Lucid
Pulling away from the senseless stain of hate
I know your hatred comes in waves, in lieu of these inept changes
Nexus of flesh
Left in grotesque display
The embers that burn for all eternity
It's voice will be the last to reach your dying ear
I know what's near, slaughter without second thought
Quite nice feasting while others rot
Adhere
Come, the ending is near
In awe of the coddled, still cloaked in their fear
Baseless. Brainless. Stasis. Painted. Painless. Sacred, but still kill
Pulling away from the senseless stain of hate
I know your hatred comes in waves, in lieu of these inept changes
Corpses line the streets forewarning, you'll be left in pools of blood
Brushing off the wrenched mourning, so long as we serve tyranny
Captivated by the glory, aggression coverts the bloody clots
Hell on earth the murder showing that we're all truly fucked
Last heard. Dastard. Bastards have sworn. Class wars. Last word. Currency
Endowed. Cut down. Avow. Fucking ruthless. Lucid
Pulling away from the senseless stain of hate
I know your hatred comes in waves, in lieu of these inept changes
