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Suffering grace of peace
Sickness of distress, buries me
Disaster rakes across my body
Ripples of my unrest
Joy to the source of immortal dark
As we bathe within its beams
Of your radiant shine we block
Another thousand christs we bleed
We will pour into belief
On the rays of the melting god
To the mass crucifixions won
To the worlds they have left to… Rot

So why must we all grieve on
My inverted cross to bear
As they mourn within the halls of despair
No light of life to carry me
No realization within the whole self
Dying, die, die, die, dead

Devoured in an evolved Hell
Senses detached
To cast away the untrue lies
Soak in their pain and hear them cry

All hope and love, decayed
All life of light, now fade
Behold the wings of agony
As they cut and slice through you
Distorting all identity
From the wells of black they're coming through

Chronic souls of suffering
Reach out to touch his face
They call for death, but he does not come
In the swirling mist the darkness embrace
Pray

Come forth to the spirals of the blackest heart
Through the deep and the spinning skies
We will feed all of your inner storms
So bow your heads and hope to die

All directions deal out pain
In the halls of a wasting god
For the breath of the dying winds
For the worlds they have left to… Rot

Find mercy in death

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