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Single • 2024
This is what it feels like in the absence of God's love Everlasting curses on the lips of corpses Just look at what we've all done here Through blind eyes and ashes, this is all that's left We are death now Learn to fucking love it, the world is fucking dead We raised our hands in worship to pillars of black fire Nothing made us happy, nothing but corruption Inhale deeply the incense of a billion bodies burning alive A dreadful chorus of screaming mothers If God were here, he would cry for his children And snuff out the flames with his weeping Behold his children floating face down in a sea of boiling tears In a sea of boiling tears, in a sea of boiling tears Floating face down
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 26, 2026
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