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My Ruin
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Grotesque
Lie!
You've got the blood on your hands And got no right to bleed Your innocence makes me laugh Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I don't have what you need You search for the solution - I know you'll never find Your faith has left you with an imitation of Christ!
[Chorus:] Grotesque - the lowest - common innominator! Grotesque - the lowest - common innominator!
The spirit takes hold of your body and you cry out Throwen into convulsions you're foaming at the mouth! Searching for something sacred you look But all you find is just an imitation Your god has left behind!
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Transcending the temple all around - Thou shalt not bear witness to those who call themselves poets - Or worship false idols - Never worship false idols...
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What else could she do to open their eyes? The blind shall see... The dead shall hear... The dead shall rise! What?!
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