Morbid Angel
Morbid Angel - Blessed Are The Sick Leading The Rats lyrics
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To plague and moan So many years my seed condemned No free to soar!!! Will is yours? So, creator No intend could shadow My disease... Ever lusting pain World of sickness Blessed are we to taste This life of sin My touch is inhumane Nocturnal beast inside Is void of light And empty shall remain Repeat 3rd verse