.It's a cold claw that grasps your sanguine little heart
Clenches and drenches your lounges with blood
It's a cold skull that holds your fragile little mind
Soon crushed by the force that's moving up from behind
We are all sacrificed
When death drapes the altar>Soul putrificatio.
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