it begins with the sorrow of tomorrows sunset it begins with the last man alive on earth it ends with a machine built to spread disease now that all of the pain has started to disappear theres a dream that is spreading in his sick little mind his soul is on fire while everbody laughs at the healthy disease he keeps trapped inside but the weakness of this medicine will give him strenght
he sees the crutches that support the retarded and the weak the definitions of the liars in a promising world the means of an escape are but a life away embracing his disease like a trusted friend approaching his dream with a weapon in his hand he delivers all the sin and hate and fear and the horrible diseas he keeps trapped inside he will forgive all your sins and your guilty thoughts
i will deliver you from sin i will deliver you from pain i will cripple you like no disease could ever hope to do i will find a way
now it is time for the saviors approach crawling on his belly for a temporary cure clutching at his last, lost starving hope hoping that not even the strong will survive giving freely of himself and his urine and his shit the world will look away from you in bitter disgust and scorn the greatest savior that ever had
i will deliver you from sin i will deliver you from pain i will cripple you like no disease could ever hope to do i will find a way Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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