Praying to the devoured from the inside,
God said death be to ourselves
Is this our nature...?
The useless sacrifice lays before these gardens of sin,
Behold your beloved race's demise,
Forging the golden paths of deception
These esenses tremble before the holy truth of a bastard lized humankind,
A distant creator, might lord of all selfish melodies
Burnt by the light the last breath of humankind
We are the hate becoming flesh.
Writer(s): Jeffrey Atkins, Irving Lorenzo, Robin Mays
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