ApostasyNovembers Doom
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I wished my life away
Brutal dreams have gone to pass
I've made mistakes that have led me here
Forward punishment is regret
I seek the pale fog that creeps so close the earth
Crawling through the muck
The storm approaches from the past
The aftermath of fractured lives
I seek the pale fog that creeps so close the earth
Crawling through the muck
I saw your God today
Washed up on the shore with a feeble moan
His flesh was pale, his eyes were hollow
Deceiving life in the setting sun
Your God is dead
A shallow hole to hide the truth
Missing the earth so they can see
Stone-cutter will leave his mark
The hammer swings so violently
Calling words with archaic means
Contemplate apostasy
And a desperate attempt at redemption
The pathetic urge to continue the run
I seek the pale fog that creeps so close the earth
Crawling through the muck
I saw your God today
Washed up on the shore with a feeble moan
His flesh was pale, his eyes were hollow
Deceiving life in the setting sun
Your God is dead
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