The Bees

The Bees - Breath Of The Black Muse lyrics

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Open your mouth, boy

Just to swallow your teeth

I will not pay the price for your self-inflicted grief

My meekness lies there shivering and raped

Trembling prophet

Anointed wrath of God incarnate



Cutting and tearing dissection

Strangled and hanging before me

Weeping and screaming become you

Carry out your suffering



Raise your fist, boy to bring upon your demise

Never had a clue what waited behind these eyes

Your body torn apart

You could not escape

Trembling prophet

Anointed wrath of God incarnate



Cutting and tearing dissection

Strangled and hanging before me

Weeping and screaming become you

Carry out your suffering



Inspiration from your damnation

Your breath blackens my lungs



Inspiration from your damnation

Your breath blackens my lungs



Inspiration from your damnation

Your breath blackens my lungs



Inspiration from your damnation

Your breath blackens my lungs



You marked the line to guide my first incision

You marked the line to guide my first incision

You marked the line to guide my first incision

You marked the line to guide my first incision

Breath of the black muse

Breath of the black muse



Inspiration from your damnation

Your breath blackens my lungs




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