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THE ALMOST

There's a demon lurking in the dark
In the machine inside your heart
Beating to the rhythm of warfare
Take a look within if you dare

I'm a parasite
In your paradigm
SCREAM for my freedom
Rise the parasite
In your paradise
Charnel house kingDOM

I am the Almost
Given up the ghost
I signed a deal like Faust
With every scratch of the quill
I'm bleeding like you

I am the Almost
I could be human
Becoming a king of ruin
With every drop of blood
I'm becoming like you

a l m o s t

There's a virus seemingly like God
Poison-hearted gifts in the blood
Left behind tainted on hallowed ground
We fade away without a sound

I'm a parasite
In your paradigm
SCREAM for my freedom
Rise the parasite
In your paradise
Charnel house kingDOM

I am the Almost
Given up the ghost
I signed a deal like Faust
With every scratch of the quill
I'm bleeding like you

I am the Almost
I could be human
Becoming a king of ruin
With every drop of blood
I'm becoming like you

F U C K I N G
A L M O S T

THE ALL SEEING
THE UNKNOWING
LIGHT THE PYRE
SMELL YOU BURNING
MAN OR MACHINE
DEAD OR ALIVE
CAST OUT THE LIES
DEVIL INSIDE

I'm a parasite
In your paradigm
SCREAM for my freedom
Rise the parasite
In your paradise
Charnel house kingDOM

I am the Almost
Given up the ghost
I signed a deal like Faust
With every scratch of the quill
I'm bleeding like you

I am the Almost
I could be human
Becoming a king of ruin
With every drop of blood
I'm becoming like you

A L M O S T