Slaves Beyond Death

Thy Art Is Murder

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    Slaves, slaves beyond death
    Pain, can you feel the pain hiding under your breath
    Slaves, slaves beyond death
    Pain, can you feel the pain hiding under your breath

    It never lets go, overwhelming suffering
    Piles of pointless possessions
    They smother all hope for serenity
    The hunted find no seclusion
    In a landscape constructed to crash
    The final collection of wealth and worth
    Herds of servitude reduced to ash

    All that is yours is but a waste
    A life of selfishness and disgrace
    Time trials, failure recycles
    Existence that bears no weight
    Too fucking late, no hope for a world of

    Slaves, slaves beyond death
    Pain, can you feel the pain hiding under your breath
    Slaves, slaves beyond death
    Pain, can you feel the pain hiding under your breath

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    A life of no consequence, is now your fucking death sentence [2x]

    It never lets go, the mouth of the leech
    Drawing out the lifeblood
    Salivating for the taste of treachery
    The hunted find no seclusion
    In a landscape constructed to crash
    The final collection of wealth and worth
    Herds of servitude reduced to ash

    All that is yours is but a waste
    A life of selfishness and disgrace
    Time trials, failure recycles
    Existence that bears no weight
    Too fucking late, no hope for a world of

    Slaves
    Slaves, slaves beyond death
    Slaves, slaves beyond death

    Slaves, slaves beyond death
    Pain, can you feel the pain hiding under your breath
    Slaves, slaves beyond death
    Pain, can you feel the pain hiding under your breath

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