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Covering your craft in morbid lies, sacrificed at the alter Slalom, following the hand of fate
covering your craft in morbid lies
And cut me to the chase, and cut me to the chase, goodbye to bold romances
Bow to the crest of martyrs, so measure up your might
Agony s the way that heroes rise, your fate is on your hands
cause now its fight or flight
No need for ritual slaughter, cast down by your exalter Slough, sacrificed at the alter
Hopelessly worn and bloody, sacrificed at the alter
Bleed for me today, any other way we re sure to fail, i was born to pine away
cast down by your exalter
coveting your corpses i surmise
I was born to pine away, so measure up your might
Haven t you got any shame, no need for ritual slaughter, prostrate your mind and body
You ll soon prevail, sacrificed at the alter Feg, and cut me to the chase
Following the hand of fate, agony s the way that heroes rise Feg, coveting your corpses i surmise
and cut me to the chase
cause now its fight or flight
Cause now its fight or flight, any other way we re sure to fail, bow to the crest of martyrs
And cut me to the chase, sacrificed at the alter, you ll soon prevail
No need for ritual slaughter, castrated song and dances, hopelessly worn and bloody
Sacrificed at the alter, bleed for me today
cast down by your exalter
purgatory just can t wait
bow to the crest of martyrs
You ll soon prevail, agony s the way that heroes rise Slalom, cast down by your exalter
Sacrificed at the alter, purgatory just can t wait, cause now its fight or flight
I was born to pine away, coveting your corpses i surmise, sacrificed at the alter
Your fate is on your hands, agony s the way that heroes rise
So measure up your might, you ll soon prevail Slalom, cause now its fight or flight
haven t you got any shame
Coveting your corpses i surmise, following the hand of fate Feg, goodbye to bold romances
prostrate your mind and body
Your fate is on your hands, sacrificed at the alter Slalom, cause now its fight or flight
haven t you got any shame
No need for ritual slaughter, so measure up your might
Bleed for me today, cast down by your exalter
Purgatory just can t wait, so measure up your might
And cut me to the chase, you ll soon prevail Agony, i was born to pine away