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It bleeds it feeds it kills, on the scourge of your life
It bleeds it feeds it kills, aftermath of the knife
I feel it will be this time, that life's no longer mine
Feasting on the blood of self, perpetual beast unveiled
- self
[solo - Mongrain]
Freedom from the self
Freedom From the beast
