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• Artiste: Fit For An Autopsy
• Titre: Far From Heaven
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I saw the fallen stars descend into the sea Reborn as fallen gods, they keep me far from heaven Saviors revealed as the wretched The world is a corpse field, accept it Why is life a death sentence? A coffin encasing our uncounted blessings And it burns, until the sky turns black Terrorized, inches from death, permanent threat, there can't be compromise Never forget, a life of neglect leaves one dehumanized Loss and regret, the senses are ripe, but the mind is paralyzed With a lust for earth to flood in sulfur and blood I saw the fallen stars descend into the sea Reborn as fallen gods, they keep me far from heaven Acolytes, dealers of death, a shortness of breath plagued by the parasites The bodies regress, abused and oppressed, the mind is weaponized Put to the test, the children of war will quench their appetite With a lust for earth to flood in sulfur and blood I saw the fallen stars descend into the sea Reborn as fallen gods, they keep me far from heaven Bastard sons of sin, birthed by the greatest arsonist They only let the light in to show us darkness is permanent We are what you created We are what you created We are what you created We are what you created An infinite expanse of pine boxes illuminate the sky Keep me far from heaven So far from heaven