Ripped of your grace
What way you'll find to beat them
Now faithless you were proved to be
Beggar in expensive clothes
You are fed up with their lies
They took much more so you could see

Choose empty space
The conscience of your mind
You will find no obscurity
Saved upon the timers tick
The money fits the power
Condemns you in agony

The way that you have in mind is not for thee
The blood won't give any respect
Maybe you should think your salvation
Through money or the desecration

Fade away and their lies
Will be your pestilence
Think and do for your breath
Is saved in ignorance

Just act so fast
And this won't be your lethal
Damnation
See in their minds and expose
Revealing the truth

Blood for trust
Just for money
Give to them
Bloodmoney
Waits for the spawn
See for yourself what they've done

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