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Metal head until I’m dead
This soul has become demonized
So allow me to externalize
But do not try to rationalize or exorcise
Your eyes will bleed with the blade of one thousand jagged hand written lines
Two became one upon this night of lunacy
Delirious and rabid I don’t need the moon to be
When I attack me
I don’t need eyes to see
Just a pen to release what’s been trapped, buried within me
With the coming of the falling sun
The crowds bow
Knee deep in their own ruin
Await the tempo bring the dead to life
Rhythmic slaughter to their ears delight
Heartbeats slow with the pace of the breakdown
Guttural growls, put your horns up bang your face down
Can you hear me now?
Screaming loud with this death metal sound
I was born for music
Slow and heavy
Just writing out loud
So allow me to externalize
But do not try to rationalize or exorcise
Your eyes will bleed with the blade of one thousand jagged hand written lines
Two became one upon this night of lunacy
Delirious and rabid I don’t need the moon to be
When I attack me
I don’t need eyes to see
Just a pen to release what’s been trapped, buried within me
With the coming of the falling sun
The crowds bow
Knee deep in their own ruin
Await the tempo bring the dead to life
Rhythmic slaughter to their ears delight
Heartbeats slow with the pace of the breakdown
Guttural growls, put your horns up bang your face down
Can you hear me now?
Screaming loud with this death metal sound
I was born for music
Slow and heavy
Just writing out loud
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