I like your face slaughtered and butchered
For you made into flesh, dear friend
Give me a chance, this is a thought for you
A fortune made by a lying tongue
Is a fleeting vapor and a deadly snake
My tongue is swollen, I act calm
Vemon drawn satisfaction with the simplest things
The statues are crumbling at your feet
Right in front of your face


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

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