Indwelling

Indwelling - Throats As Open Graves lyrics

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No one is righteous 

They all fall so short 

Only through their faith will they not be condemned 

Their throats as open graves 

Tongues that practice deceit 

The poison of vipers is on their lips 

And the hearts of his children are turning to the dark 

They're mutilating his very word 

There is none righteous 

Not even one 

No fear of God before their eyes
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