Exorcisms
Bella Morte
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A monster finds life within
A darkness inside
With little left to defend
No one to defy
The eyes of disorder
Stare in to watch over
To be sure that none will survive
We're dying as martyrs
Delivered from torture
To turn back the tides
Light this fire and burn what has been
Leave it behind, let go
Scream in to the sun
Let it begin
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There's the blackest soul
Possessing my mind
Fall down from the cross now
Wipe blood from my brow and
Leave it behind
Stand up, ignite this fire
And burn what has been
Leave it behind, let go
Scream in to the sun
Let it begin