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Open your mouth, boy
Just to sw*llow your teeth
I will not pay the price for your self-inflicted grief
My meekness lies there shivering and r*ped
Trembling prophet
Anointed wrath of God incarnate
Cutting and tearing dissection
Strangled and hanging before me
Weeping and screaming become you
Carry out your suffering
Raise your fist, boy to bring upon your demise
Never had a clue what waited behind these eyes
Your body turn apart
You could not escape
Trembling prophet
Anointed wrath of God incarnate
Cutting and tearing dissection
Strangled and hanging before me
Weeping and screaming become you
Carry out your suffering
Inspiration from your d*mnation
Your breath blackens my lungs
Inspiration from your d*mnation
Your breath blackens my lungs
Inspiration from your d*mnation
Your breath blackens my lungs
Inspiration from your d*mnation
Your breath blackens my lungs
You marked the line to guide my first incision
You marked the line to guide my first incision
You marked the line to guide my first incision
You marked the line to guide my first incision
Breath of the black muse
Breath of the black muse
Inspiration from your d*mnation
Your breath blackens my lungs