sell short the salesman and bury him in a pile of his own useless product. I was standing with a handfull of razorblades on the edge of nerve ready and willing to
slice open the artery to retrieve all the nano spores clinging to your cellular walls
cause I have seen perfection that you'll never know,and I am spawned from a
misery that will soon be forgotten come my son and bury the last remembrance
of any innocence you ever had...

Lyrics submitted by HorrorMaster

-Blindly Gazing Into The Burning Horizon...- song meanings
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