The Rising Of Your Own Hell
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The Rising Of Your Own Hell lyrics

AlbumPetite Mort
Year2012
Duration6:38
Original languageEnglish
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On this filthy and vast land envy end chaos run side by side The macabre humanity craws dying with a rotten smell Surrounded by the worse creatures She’s trapped and you cannot die Dived into an eternal suffering Souls are going to pay for being free The funeral choir sounds slowly on us The demos inside of you hate me This dark vastness spells you I can realize through your eyes The anguish shouts won’t be heard by him Where love gave up all his followers Under this plurality of kinds of hate The way that you undergo lust Your eyes seem to burn!

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