Time, dissolves before my eyes
I know, the graves, they always try to hide
Then, what are graves to me?
Their sins are not infectious
I claim immunity to their disease
Oh, the serpent coils
again I will consume the fire
to purge the entrails of my soul.
Now let go, disperse, the fear
Loose the grip on what is out there
What I see, is me, inside
serpent
quest
purge
peace
paranoid
loose
whence
infectious
guide
force
breathe
demon
where
blood
disease
bleed
graves
again
claim
before
night
immunity
always
dissolves
inhale
angels
burning
forget
better
consume
there
source
reach
entrails
cross
hollow
crying
inside
descend
exhale
disperse
their
coils
embrace
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