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Sons of Perdition
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Psalm of Withering (Demo)
See that girl weeping silent in her cold empty home Watch her pretty flesh wither and drop from the bone Smell the tears of that boy as they pain his poor face His heart stumbles and it falters with complete lack of grace
Hear the man cursing softly as he dies in his bed In the clutches of the cancer that blooms in his head And feel the soul of that lady get sucked through the gates Though her body treads onward down the path that she hates
Now taste the blood on the teeth of the only one you love Now taste the blood on the teeth of the only one you love
Well the preacher on Sunday like the farmer on Monday Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And the shepherd out some other day, no they ain't exempt So don't waste time with your tears, beacause it's worse than you fear You gotta get right out of town before your own day gets here
Sow that grain in the ground that lies so fallow and cold Where it'll never be found down there, and grow after old 'Cause you ain't gonna see no big harvest this year Because the time to settle debts, it is drawing so near
Now taste the blood on the teeth of the only one you love Yeah, taste the blood on the teeth of the only one you love
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