Amputation Spree - The Whore of Babylon | Текст песни

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I am the god that you left behind

Gaze into the irrational sunset
Beholden to the dawning of a darker reality
Rays of light among the trees
The forest is a cradle to the blood-red sky

Her name stains my lips
her memory fleeting fast
dead limp and white
moonlight- pouring down

Reflection of pale flesh in the water
A cloud of gore
A distortion of details
Her name stains my lips
her memory fleeting fast
She looks like a ghost at the bottom of the pool
there's enough blood on my hands to smell
A congregation of the lifeless

Dripping stabbing implement
Responsibility severed
Her pink pink lipstick on my cheek
She looks like a ghost at the bottom of the pool
Gazing into the irrational sunrise
Beholden to the dawning of a darker reality
Rays of light weaving down among the treetops
A congregation of the lifeless

Gaze into the irrational sunset
Beholden to the dawning of a darker reality
Rays of light among the trees
The forest is a cradle to the blood-red
Gaze into the irrational sunset
Beholden to the dawning of a darker reality
Rays of light among the trees
The forest is a cradle to the blood-red sky

Her name stains my lips
her memory fleeting fast
dead limp and white
moonlight- pouring down
Her name stains my lips
her memory fleeting fast
dead limp and white
moonlight- pouring down

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