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Agents Of Satan - Suffering Bastard Lyrics

[BURN THE PRIEST]

Shorn of apocryphal pride, the locks fall, predicting strife.
Cranium exposed, denial of aesthetic.
Push it a little farther, all of this into ashes, all of this torn to rags.
I don't know what the fuck have I become?
Synapses snapping.
Mortality decimated.
Breakdown, whiskey shifts hate into overdrive.
Realizing it's murder of the self so clean.
I don't know what the fuck have I become?
Hand reaching out, desecrates impunity.
Ripping away foundation's identity, replacing with shame.
Transgressions mythologized, indiscretions immortalized.
Anger inflamed with dry rot, pushing towards severance.
What a bloody mess.
Visit dark sites unknown, grief lands like a ton of bricks.
All of this burnt to ashes, all of this torn to rags...



Agents Of Satan lyrics