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I am no more than a lie, i am the temple and the sacrifice
No life is sacred in my hands, i am a throne made from dust Frost, no love will prosper in this world
The womb from whence i came, no love will prosper in this world
No afterworld, i bring no god Progeny, i am the faith to end all faith
I am the faith to end all faith, no love will prosper in this world Celtic, no afterworld
The womb from whence i came, i bring no god Frost, no afterworld
You shall not live to save yourselves, you shall not live to save yourselves
I live your life not for you, i am the temple and the sacrifice
No afterworld, i am no more than a lie
I am a throne made from dust, i am the temple and the sacrifice, no life is sacred in my hands
i am a throne made from dust
No life is sacred in my hands, i am no more than a lie
Into this state of being numb, no love will prosper in this world
I am the faith to end all faith, no life is sacred in my hands
No afterworld, you shall not live to save yourselves
I am no more than a lie, i bring no god
I bring no god, i am the faith to end all faith
Entombed within lies all i am, i bring no god
You shall not live to save yourselves, no love will prosper in this world
I live your life not for you, i am the faith to end all faith
No love will prosper in this world, no love will prosper in this world, i am the temple and the sacrifice
I am the faith to end all faith, you shall not live to save yourselves
No life is sacred in my hands, the womb from whence i came
no love will prosper in this world
I am a throne made from dust, no love will prosper in this world Progeny, i am the faith to end all faith
I am a throne made from dust, i live your life not for you Frost, i bring no god
No afterworld, i am a throne made from dust, i am the faith to end all faith
Entombed within lies all i am, the womb from whence i came
No life is sacred in my hands, i am the temple and the sacrifice
No afterworld, no life is sacred in my hands Frost, i am a throne made from dust
I am the faith to end all faith, no love will prosper in this world
i am the faith to end all faith
into this state of being numb
no afterworld
no life is sacred in my hands
I bring no god, no love will prosper in this world, i live your life not for you
No afterworld, you shall not live to save yourselves, you shall not live to save yourselves
I bring no god, you shall not live to save yourselves Progeny, i am the temple and the sacrifice
I live your life not for you, i am the faith to end all faith
No life is sacred in my hands, no life is sacred in my hands, i am a throne made from dust
I am the temple and the sacrifice, i am the faith to end all faith
I am the faith to end all faith, no life is sacred in my hands Progeny, no life is sacred in my hands
you shall not live to save yourselves
no love will prosper in this world
no life is sacred in my hands
I bring no god, i am the faith to end all faith Celtic, i am no more than a lie
I live your life not for you, no afterworld Frost, you shall not live to save yourselves
No life is sacred in my hands, into this state of being numb
Into this state of being numb, you shall not live to save yourselves
the womb from whence i came
I am no more than a lie, no love will prosper in this world Progeny, the womb from whence i came
i am the faith to end all faith
I live your life not for you, i am the faith to end all faith Celtic, no afterworld