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Dark Sin

Mangle the sound like your skull I will pound.
In the ground so hard, you'll never be found.
Sleep in the graves that you visit at night.
Reap all that saves you from fear in the night.
When your body rots in the grave
Will you have time to pray?
Hoping that your soul will be safe.
Clasp your hands together and shun us.
Out-run the dark forever among us.
Smoke that drifts and lifts us up.
Drink that comes from thy divine cup.
Heroes surrender in fury
Evil forms seen all blurry
Screaming victims heard
Bleeding of the words
Into darkness once again
Think about your deadly sin

tbc