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Spellcraft
04:23
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Begrudgingly, trudging through boscage to toil in seclusion
No sin is forgiven, no evil is risen, but still I have been cast away
Prostration in vain, beating my chest as I call out his name
But it makes no difference, pernicious influence, I’ll meet my remaker today
On my knees, oblation serves to make me heard by the spirit of the trees
She suffers me, all fades to black, no coming back, I've finally been set free
Shaping the mountains, shaping the breeze
Shaping her own reality
Unnatural beauty sings to me
Grotesque forms are returning
Shaping the mountains, shaping the breeze
Shaping my new reality
Forced to endure a rebirth
Forced to become her creature
Body in ruin, rotting, decaying, dying flesh
All at her behest
Made to suffer, made to bleed, made to enjoy the agony
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Gemini
03:28
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In a world where nothing is sacred
Where the fear of God is used for hatred
These parasites and sycophants
They’re no better than the fucking rats
They tell you they are unable
Another lie in their twisted fable
There is no integrity
Whatever happened to responsibility?
How many people have died? There’s no answer
How many times have they lied, it doesn’t matter
Nothing else could be tried, that’s no answer
How many people have died?
Tow the line
It doesn’t matter
What a disaster
You need no answers
Tow the line
Fear by design
Your eyes they lie
Everything’s fine
Indifferent to loss of life, they are hardly human
Difference of opinion is, enough to conclude them
They are never lost for words, sow constant confusion
Truth is fucking meaningless, endless tide of abusion
What better for the elite, than our collective suffering
What better for dividing, than an endless propaganda machine
What’s better for society, than rank hypocrisy
What’s better for democracy than the culling of the sick and the weak
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