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You were wrong to resist me,
I was wrong to forgive.
Now I loathe my own weakness,
But you praise me for this.
There's a place in your future,
Where the wound will be healed,
And the children you injured,
Will rise up, purified, then kill your name...
You're afraid of the mirror,
So you crawl on the floor,
Where you count your perversions,
Then you rise up, filthy, with remorse...
Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): A KIZYS, MARTIN ATKINS, MATTHEW FERGUSON, MICHAEL GIRA, SVITEK
I was wrong to forgive.
Now I loathe my own weakness,
But you praise me for this.
There's a place in your future,
Where the wound will be healed,
And the children you injured,
Will rise up, purified, then kill your name...
You're afraid of the mirror,
So you crawl on the floor,
Where you count your perversions,
Then you rise up, filthy, with remorse...
Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): A KIZYS, MARTIN ATKINS, MATTHEW FERGUSON, MICHAEL GIRA, SVITEK
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