Letra The Black de With Dead Hands Rising

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With Dead Hands Rising


The Black
With Dead Hands Rising
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One more useless thought for the ones who prey on the fallen victims
Lining streets with the flood of what remains from trials and tribulations
Bringing out the dead to celebrate the hunt
Serenity has hit an all-time low
For years it gets worse
The monster has sharpened its teeth once again
No one to devour
Calloused from catharsis skin
Bound weight imperfections
Too bad for your destiny is comprised of a constant decay
This is a segue to false identity
An unknown soldier exposed inside the grave
A perseverance. without a host to blame
They control. Close my eyes
I am powerless
Thrown into a shallow grave
Heaven is a far cry from a shallow grave
As the soil begins to settle
Never again will I remain the same
Burning down all the wretches inside me
To erase. To exonerate. To provide a mold for what has broken
A device for the lifeless
A machine to accentuate the desire to live again
A perusal for violence
Cutting me from constraint
Letting go of contempt
And from this day on I will be there to see me live and die
Cutting me from constraint. Letting go of contempt
This is a segue to a false identity
An unknown soldier exposed inside the grave
They control. I close my eyes. Beneath the ground
Love defies the wood and skin
For years it gets worse
No sympathy for the dead ands the heartbroken
Beating. Pulsing
All memories remain paralyzed


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