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lost soul young sin
As i rip your wings do to deception.
This is the life i chose for you you won't be accepted.
Your lies your mind.
Your visions your life.
Forgotten by what you needed.
Remember everything in regret.
Tortured day by day night by night.
Look me in the face as i pluck out your eyes.
The thoughts and number consumed you.
The number in a name that haunts you.
You named yourself in a number.
Don't be afraid come closer.
Holding a light false or true.
Remember everything you say and do.
The number sits on your finger tips.
The name you hold is what got you here.
You forgot the signs but now you realize.
That the truth hides behind lies as you sit and wait to die.
The beast in your veins may rotten your heart.
The thoughts you think my haunt you and tear you apart.
A fallen angel a mind set to kill.
Ending the world may seem right but on earth your heaven is here.
Granted you with the faith of sight.
But the number consumed me in hell i must die.
The voices scream as the demons reap.
The emotions of what you may never see.
Inbred evil and incest while young.
You knew who you were when you said it out loud.
I dropped the eye the prophecy lives on.
At young six it may seem.
A sin committed your soul is what you seen.
Regrets will follow no pride in damnation.
As the doors of hell and heaven open up for salvation.
Pluck an eye due to sin.
Cut the head clean off kill the blaspheme again.
There is no forgiveness for the weak.
False kings and gods will follow me.
To the ones who didn't believe you're also on the hands of the fallen angels wings.
To the ones in witchery and false prophets you know your place.
The doors have opened now you will become face to face to real judgement.
The marks were made.
The war will begin.
Between heaven and hell.
Souls will descend.
This is the life i chose for you you won't be accepted.
Your lies your mind.
Your visions your life.
Forgotten by what you needed.
Remember everything in regret.
Tortured day by day night by night.
Look me in the face as i pluck out your eyes.
The thoughts and number consumed you.
The number in a name that haunts you.
You named yourself in a number.
Don't be afraid come closer.
Holding a light false or true.
Remember everything you say and do.
The number sits on your finger tips.
The name you hold is what got you here.
You forgot the signs but now you realize.
That the truth hides behind lies as you sit and wait to die.
The beast in your veins may rotten your heart.
The thoughts you think my haunt you and tear you apart.
A fallen angel a mind set to kill.
Ending the world may seem right but on earth your heaven is here.
Granted you with the faith of sight.
But the number consumed me in hell i must die.
The voices scream as the demons reap.
The emotions of what you may never see.
Inbred evil and incest while young.
You knew who you were when you said it out loud.
I dropped the eye the prophecy lives on.
At young six it may seem.
A sin committed your soul is what you seen.
Regrets will follow no pride in damnation.
As the doors of hell and heaven open up for salvation.
Pluck an eye due to sin.
Cut the head clean off kill the blaspheme again.
There is no forgiveness for the weak.
False kings and gods will follow me.
To the ones who didn't believe you're also on the hands of the fallen angels wings.
To the ones in witchery and false prophets you know your place.
The doors have opened now you will become face to face to real judgement.
The marks were made.
The war will begin.
Between heaven and hell.
Souls will descend.
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