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She Must Burn - Misery Eternal lyrics

Artist: She Must Burn

album: Umbra Mortis (Deluxe Edition)


A man who god forgot
Indifferent to the populace's rot
In secrecy a thrall
To his compulsive ways of sloth
He hoarded the poppies tears
It strangles the ache
His mind was numbed
For countless years
He dare not care for others fates
"Please appease this lifes abundant entropy
Let its seed burn black my my veins
A life devoid of dread and pain
On & on this torture presides
Over this sanctimonious way of wretched life."
In misery for eternity
A mere rush of sweet amphetamine
Seems the only cure for me
I'd hoard it, die for it
And though this pile of corpses
Grows & grows each passing day
I'd live this life to numb the pain
I'd have to line these halls
Shamed by their faces
Staring back so vacant
Im repulsed by my actions
And though their blood is on my hands
I still crave that very cure that fixes all for me
And naught for them
Heart ablaze,
Light the fire
Ignite this pyre
Cleanse the soul of desire
As the flames go higher
I'd see their hallowed faces peer betwixt the walls
Sleep became a distant dream after their fall
Usurp fealty to a wicked god
Devoid of warmth or love
My given right just to get off
I'm haunted by their familiar faces
Though I've been such a disgrace
I've took solace in that blaspheming god.
Blaspheme the gods
For the abundance of a fix to get me off
I've dug this grave
And now I lay with thee who rot
They sing to me
Dissonantly, infecting my mind,
So callously clinging to life
But if I should die tonight, I'd be relinquished of this cursed plight
Defiling just for the thrill
No need to swindle,
Burn on this corpse pile
Sit and swill,
At behest of my own rot.
I cannot fathom a mere shred of self awareness
I'd have to line these halls
Shamed by their faces
Staring back so vacant
Im repulsed by my actions
And though their blood is on my hands
I still crave that very cure that fixes all for me and naught for them
Heart ablaze light the fire
Ignite this pyre
Cleanse the soul of desire
As the flames go higher
I believe the pain won't set you free
You're spiralling into madness
Into madness
Submerged in deep blue ecstasy
Finally mustered a mere semblance of guilt
Purged himself, a cowards destiny
Assigned to hell eternally

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