|Genres||Death Metal, Sludge Metal|
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Kill me now so I can see what it means to me when you die. A mystic belief people gave me because they're all afraid to be deceased. I've longed to sleep for all eternity. A candle that's been cut at the mass. Could you stand and watch your face and what you've learned all seems to disappear? Could I release myself? To be in someone else? To see inside my soul, to feel their loss of all contro? A million ways to kill you and I've yet to grow bored. Season her off to spill the blood rushed from your head to the floor. Fear this, for I speak what's true my friends. Emptiness and hollowed points wait at your end. Anxious to see what's in store for me. So I guess I'll have to wait to be deceased. Fire up that spleef. That's what it means to me. To die when I'm high and see in someone elses eyes. A nail in your coffin six feet down. Better off to live with no sound. A nail in your coffing six feet down. Better off to bury yourself underground. Fire up that spleef. That's what it means to me. To die when I'm high and see in someone elses eyes.
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