Vileborn

Vileborn - Plague The Day songtekst

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A fly whose wings have been torn from my back,
The sky, rise up just to die
That book your read, preach those lies again
The graves, they swell, dried up all the wells
Crawl on your knees
And pray for me
A human sacrifice as I raise the dead
Your pain is all mine so i plague the day
A living, breathing vice as my hate is fed
Your vengeance becomes mine so I plague the day
Your hand, the cross, all your prayers are lost
Your tongue, and cheek, birth those lies you speak
The sweat, and blood, all swallowed by mud
The Earth, it spins, one more time and ends
A human sacrifice as I raise the dead
Your pain is all mine so i plague the day
A living, breathing vice as my hate is fed
Your vengeance becomes mine so I plague the day
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