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From : BrainDeadGhost
Added: Jan 3, 2009
The song "Infection" from the new album "The Scythe" Amidst this fog my body twitches with the wolves growl A snuff utopia for the soul Wake up! emerging from this cruel poetry The real nightmare is the prison called reality I have seen to much waste of lives being thrown into the fire No way I'm gonna set you free You come to me with a piece of your shadow pretending to see Sown in my flesh the seed of your hatreds infecting me Dark embrace, cold embrace, sweet embrace unfolding Seeking for the end not written in your destiny This is not the cure and now I spil I spil on your deception Back to old "Hill Life Sanitarium" I go My home - my life - the only place I know No mirror holding the reflection of the emotions I feel And puppets hanging from the walls I see You come to me with a piece of your shadow pretending to see Sown in my flesh the seed of your hatreds infecting me Dark embrace, cold embrace, sweet embrace unfolding Seeking for the end not written in your destiny This is not the cure and now I spil I spil on your infection I spil on your Deception I spil on your infection Sown in my fresh the seed of your hatreds infecting me The puritan filth, where ivy grows The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge Is what I choose for my last dirge
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