Cynic with a brand new glow in your countenance. hang your head in well-earned shame. relinguish this throne of appalling taste you've adorned with such ironic grace. sacrifice the good we meant in the name of fleeting blood. and
I will conduct the funeral march that you still hear to this day.
I'll make the bed you'll never sleep in, and exhume the haunting memories. the fading hue of the city we spent two hard-fought years painting red. i caught you red-handed, hang your head in well-earned shame. for this i know you are a criminal,
You stole my guarded faith, and i'll be placed dead in my grave before i let you take this secret to yours. rest assured, hell will know as well as the rest of us, you are a criminal..
I will conduct the funeral march that you still hear to this day.
I'll make the bed you'll never sleep in, and exhume the haunting memories. the fading hue of the city we spent two hard-fought years painting red. i caught you red-handed, hang your head in well-earned shame. for this i know you are a criminal,
You stole my guarded faith, and i'll be placed dead in my grave before i let you take this secret to yours. rest assured, hell will know as well as the rest of us, you are a criminal..
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