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• Artiste: From The Shallows
• Titre: Dead Bolted Hell
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Waving arms like distant flags We cry out in agony A heartless breath of horror lingering In the deepest depth of midnight We've done this to ourselves We're bleeding on the shackles of binding hate A cold clasp of rape clentched and gnawing at our flesh This is what we've told the world time and time again Confined and contorted distorted as an unscathing blasphemy and mask of ourselves This force moves us in ways we cant describe Its such a wretchid torment and we've done this to ourselves and i reach for your hand father god hoping to escape the gates of this deadbolted hell DEADBOLTED HELL! WE CAN NEVER GET FREE THIS IS OUR HELL His tears fell from the sky as his body gave way We pierced and betrayed him on his cross that day His blood dripping onto our hate strickened faces Waving arms like distant flags He cried out in agony His feet were severed so quickly And He could only pray for death A heartless breath of horror lingering In the deepest depth of midnight We've done this to ourselves We're bleeding on the shackles of binding hate A cold clasp of rape clentched and gnawing at our flesh He lifts his head to the heavens with prayer for we Our souls deserve eternal damnation But he has forgiven us of our ignorance and malcontent And he has died for us time and time again A prophetic resurection fufilled on that horrendous grave And we lacerate our throats with sharp blasphemous incantations