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incessant chaos which it feeds
digs my own grave without intention
Relent and give in to extreme, i ll be undone
Return to reason far too steep, relent and give in to extreme
Is fate deciding, this feeling that inside me burns Heathen, digs my own grave without intention
What s become of me, there s no defying
I ll be undone, incessant chaos which it feeds
What s become of me, now concealed no more
Reveals its face to mi in turn, creation s son
these wicked cries
Its power greater than before, relent and give in to its needs, incessant chaos which it feeds
Thy will be done, is fate deciding Undone, there s no defying
These wicked cries, i ll be undone
thy will be done
i ll be undone
now concealed no more
There s no defying, is fate deciding Undone, and now the hole is six feet deep
these wicked cries
led down the path to where the flames of cremation rise
To sow the seeds of self destruction, to sow the seeds of self destruction Heathen, this feeling that inside me burns
What s become of me, reveals its face to mi in turn
There s no defying, incessant chaos draining me to sow the seeds of deconstruction
To sow the seeds of self destruction, is fate deciding
Led down the path to where the flames of cremation rise, led down the path to where renewed temptation lies Undone, thy will be done
led down the path to where renewed temptation lies
thy will be done
and now the hole is six feet deep