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• Artiste: King's Evil
• Titre: Fanatical Devotion
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Worship of god No zest for me No mind to find out Seeing through you Hoping to be a spurious god Make a cat's paw of me No agreeing No defeat Fed up with your talk It's absurd trying to obey Bloodshot eyes with insanity Noways of judging No sense of right and wrong You make a mess of my creation Caused by a cowardly act Get out! Distaste! No need for me You attract the attention of a man Make use of groundless words Groundless words! You tread down my good wishes You try to play tricks on me. Get out! Distaste! We're you grown to be a god? You're watching yourself in the looking glass You seem to be mad Reflection in the mirror Excess mind! It's your limit! There's no future! Take displeasure! Discontinuity! Lose your mind! Self-destruction! Never come to me! Die out! Mad faith maniac Over the grasp Getting around in the darkness No eyes No thoughts Showing ass in my field Mastery offering me a light Rotten to the core From the inside are you Hard of revising for you You don't see around You turn a deaf ear You'll see that nothing can be done Your behaviour brings disgrace to my way Sacrifice me for the benefit Get out! Distaste! No need for me You are left behind with infirmity You are left behind with a gloomy hope Take it for granted You bring me on Lost emotions revive I decided on a course of action Raging! Hatred! Pay your tribute of praise You don't turn away your eyes Find the solution from the eager world Excess mind! It's your limit! There's no future! Take displeasure! Discontinuity! Lose your mind! Self-destruction! Never come to me! Die out! You make a mess of my creation Caused by a cowardly act Get out! Distaste! No need for me You attract the attention of a man Make use of groundless words Groundless words! You tread down my good wishes You try to play tricks on me Get out! Distaste! We're you grown to be a god? You're watching yourself in the looking glass You seem to be mad Reflection in the mirror You are dregs Brainless You die You are the worm Black-minded You'll vanish