Lamb of God - New American Gospel - 6. Terror and Hubris in the House of Frank Pollard | Текст песни

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• 6. Terror and Hubris in the House of Frank Pollard

All the fucked up things trap & punish me I cannot explain my problem.
Kill my hopeless life I cannot be hypnotized. You owe me.
Push aside the veil to welcome in the visitors.
Eyes like halogen illuminate the soma peering out of spherical night mask.
Paleolithic subconcious icons lumber through dreamscape archetype of archangel.
Topside its far worse- infants painted gauze peer through murky jars; soon I'm wearing the skin
of the morning star.

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