Rave The Reqviem - Eschaton | Текст песни

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I eat the ashes of every witch I burn

I swallow her deep inside and spit her out piece by piece

That way you'll stay with me

I gargle poison for which there is no cure

And feed the cynicism I could never unlearn

This new sinner becomes the death of the previous one

The new undertaker buries the slayer of the first

A constant reminder of every failure I've done

And I love it

I love it

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IT'S NOT A QUESTION OF LUST

IT'S NOT A QUESTION OF SHAME

IT IS A QUESTION OF SURVIVING THE GAME

IT IS A QUESTION OF WHETHER OR NOT

YOU HOLD TO THE LEDGE AS WE ARE SHIFTING GROUND
Eschaton
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She's good enough of making sure I'll never love myself

The human inflation and its filth is pouring from veins

She's sold to lowest bidder

To make sure no one else will ever love her

A guarantee that I will always hate myself

I condemn myself again to self-loathing and misogyny

I lick the traces of seed from my worst enemies

With her on my tongue I'll never truly be happy

And I love it

I love it


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