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DRAG ME DOWN
Leave this place damned and fucked
As the world molders in it’s grave
It’s no secret that I’m addicted to darkness
A madness born in the clutches of the vilest duress
There’s no path of life that leads to Jesus
Catharsis with carcasses, departed, rest in pieces
Existence of a herald of Hell
My last drop of blood in towers of ebony
As I fall under her spell
Scribe curses on burnt pages in my diary
DRAG ME DOWN
There is a blackness at the heart of my soul
Vampiric and misanthropic dragging me below
A bastard motherfucker shrouded in shadow
Split in twain the worthless holy crucifix
In infernal pits I writhe beneath broken tombstones
Let us pray for a second
And tell God some lies
Something never heard before
As angels in the devil’s guise
A crucifixion has never been so much fun
Holy son held high to burn under the scorching sun
There’s no path of life that leads to Jesus
Catharsis with carcasses, departed, rest in pieces
Desecration of holy relics
His last drop of blood on icons of agony
The forging of the Christian menace
Has set the Free on a path of misery
DRAG ME DOWN
There is a blackness at the heart of my soul
Vampiric and misanthropic dragging me below
A bastard motherfucker shrouded in shadow
Split in twain the worthless holy crucifix
In infernal pits I writhe beneath broken tombstones
Let us pray for a second
And tell God some lies
Something never heard before
As angels in the devil’s guise
I couldn’t care less for the majority
Of vermin that infest this world
Gather in masses and chew with the carrion
The stain that remains will only hate you more
HATE YOU MORE
HATE YOU MORE
HATE YOU MORE
hate you
MORE
DRAG ME DOWN
There is a blackness at the heart of my soul
Vampiric and misanthropic dragging me below
A bastard motherfucker shrouded in shadow
Split in twain the worthless holy crucifix
In infernal pits I writhe beneath broken tombstones
Let us pray for a second
And tell God some lies
Something never heard before
As angels in the devil’s guise
Leave this place damned and fucked
As the world molders in it’s grave
JUST FUCKING DRAG ME DOWN
There is a blackness at the heart of my soul
Vampiric and misanthropic dragging me below
A bastard motherfucker shrouded in shadow
Split in twain the worthless holy crucifix
In infernal pits I writhe beneath broken tombstones
Let us pray for a second
And tell God some lies
Something never heard before
As angels in the devil’s guise
(c) 2017 Frank Green
Published 12th Jun 2017
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oh my Darkest Lord so much fucking power in your verse
I could feel the blackness pulsing into my soul with each line
fuck me running i'm turned on
thank you for feeding my demons they've been famished
eternally damned Crim
I could feel the blackness pulsing into my soul with each line
fuck me running i'm turned on
thank you for feeding my demons they've been famished
eternally damned Crim
12th Jun 2017 7:21am
