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"PROPHETS"

This world is a rotten mess.

Drain the blood,
Kiss the cross,
Sought of redemption is forever lost.
Suffrage or desire,
Which one's divine?
A hollow tide they've allowed to rise.

Turn the page,
With words so frail,
Crimson ink forms,
An ode for what is travail.

[CHORUS]
Madness inside,
Why won't this piece of obsidian fit?
Madness outside,
Where is the acceptance of despoiled sin?

Warmth of grace,
From angels flesh,
Ripping out their wings,
That once were blessed.
Hands placed together,
To liberate from mind,
Hypocrites shouting,
To be terrified.

I won't surround myself,
Within a void of insanity,
Where attempts to flee,
Is an omen of tragedy.

Blind souls, their aching fingers towards the light of their hope.

They'll never reach, they'll never see.

Lost souls wander, for false faith, false belief.

They'll never reach, they'll never see.

Drain the blood,
Kiss the cross,
Sought of redemption is forever lost.
Suffrage or desire,
Which one is divine?
A hollow tide they've allowed fucking to rise.

God damn.

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from Born From A Curse Pt 2, released June 15, 2017
Lyrics: Torrin A. King
Music: Taylor S. Dennis, Torrin A. King, Nicholas F. Troutman

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