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Reaping Asmodeia
Reaping Asmodeia
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Daniel John Koppy
Daniel John Koppy
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Alexander Drake Kelly
Alexander Drake Kelly
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Steven Robert Lane
Steven Robert Lane
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Daniel John Koppy
Daniel John Koppy
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Alexander Drake Kelly
Alexander Drake Kelly
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Steven Robert Lane
Steven Robert Lane
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Emanating eyes rise to dehypnotize In arrival of coded dreams from disciples The survival of the tempest, the filth of all humankind Existence relies on our path to demise Look without sight and you will see how the ash is falling, ablazed in our choking skies You fantasize your kind engulfed into the fallen fires We deserve to die when destruction is a desire A vice and device of power and design, terror by design Collecting all the weapons we have made Sickness, guns and steel When corruption is what's feeding on our souls Mastering every way to get paid A master in every way, every way to kill Our vessels set to destroy, our souls collect at the void Pushing in the shade of life, transforming darkness to light My disconnection from society broke the illusion of reality Where hate is overgrown and hope is overthrown The volition of violence is all we've known No such thing as a higher place, as we the people are the fall of grace Above the moon and stars, nothing is ours (Our cognitive dissonance, through domesticated minds, allowed us to be) Desensitized to the state of all filth in front of our eyes Severing the world from the lies We've become the race of cosmic despise (Save the world, let us die) Sever the lies I can see there's no allegiance within, only a commitment to sin This ball of hell is our living space We are the demons of this place We do not belong, this world is doomed until we're gone The poison of the earth lives on, the pain we feel will right our wrongs The introduction of our gluttonous breed has brought the world to its knees We bring plague and plight, we are a parasitic disease Our true nature's calling, when the blood is falling Cannibal capitalism is feeding on our own existence Cursed to die alone Stuck to rot on this moving stone If we live we break the interstellar sphere of life
Writer(s): Alex Kelly, Daniel Koppy, Steven Lane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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