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Preach to me again

Colour the wrong in me

Into the earth, your creed surrendered

More than you deserve

Still as she slowly fell

When by your demand, despair could house the holy

Ruin will reveal

As rot takes the breath in you

You shriek at your shadow overhead as it leaves you

Terrified to fade away

But death and decay don't wait for the gods we create

So hit me again, I'll spit out the blood of your saints

Give mе hell, releasе the weight

That quiet voice would let you take it back

But you're only here in this reflection

Go on, preach to me on love again

I would bear this hate into the depths to see you choke on it

Hell is you

Hell is you

I am the wait, the worry

I am the hurt, the hurry

Without the hate to carry

I could have been somebody

I am the wait, the worry

Without the hate to carry

I could have been somebody

I could have been somebody

I am the wait, the worry

I am the hurt, the hurry

Without the hate to carry

I could have been somebody

I am the wait, the worry

Without the hate to carry

I could have been somebody

I could have been somebody

Give me hell, give me the grace

Give back the years you stole and beg me

I can still see you here in my reflection

Go on, preach to me on hell now

I am the hate you gave me

I am only what you made me

Hell is you