Let's Go!
Among the remains
Hidden in a place
Lies a lonely secret
Covered in dust
Away it is tucked
To hide itself from this reality
Humanity crumbles
We slaughter ourselves
To try to prove nothing
The grudge we create
The violence we make
Fuels our own benediction
Blood for our salvation!
Blood on our hands!
We kill in a name
Through broken remains
We call it an expansion
Rejoice in their
Because it's the same
And we still commit those acts of treason
Forwards at what cost!?
We conquer.
(We are the ones that turn from ourselves)
Forwards at what cost!?
We conquer.
Chosen in vain
We tear down the day
And spread this fear
Over a once-pure world
We crippled this life
And indulge in our own brutality!
Blood for our salvation!
Blood on our hands!
Hush my child, don't say a word
Pappas gunna buy you a mocking bird
And if that mocking bird don't sing
Pappas gunna tear its fucking wings!
And if that bird still don't screech (squeal!)
Pappas gunna have a lesson to teach!
Blood for our salvation!
Forwards, at what cost?
We are the monsters that surface in their agony.
This is the evil that flows through all of our veins.
We conquer at what cost?...
Forwards at what cost!?
We conquer.
(We are the ones that turn from ourselves)
Forwards at what cost!?
We conquer!
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The Blackened Bible
PoesíaThe Blackened Bible is an autobiography using lyrics and poetry. This is the unabridged version, in which the narration has not been removed. "...Let it be known that this is a submersion, an adaptation of a corrupted mind to paper. Come. Read. Let...
