And chokes upon his pride.
Pay for this blasphemy.
Your devil’s woke up.
This hatred bowling up.
'Cause it is my fault.
Can drive all doubts out.
Close my eyes and pray.
Hell is calling down.
Nothing’s left to say.
Burn me out.
You don’t deserve to wear.
At your disordered faith.
And everything’s in vain.
For a man who goes insane.
Close my eyes and pray.
Hell is calling down.
Nothing’s left to say.
Burn me out.
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