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This is loath,

The coldness of memory

When life is a prison

And death is for the free

Only Death is Real

Veracity belongs

To me

Only Death is Real

Retribution

will set u free

Feel the agony

A fleeting moment of vacuity

A glorious sin

Slowly devouring me

Only Death is Real

Veracity belongs

To me

Only Death is Real

Retribution

Will set u free

I’ve seen no lord

No master

Nor feeling pain

Annihilate

what’s distant

I make my way

I bear witness

To the glorious muck

You create

Fear

Is the moment

The flesh is spilled away

We're the chrome

We're the silver

Reflecting the sun

Ascending from the manure

Only Death is Real

Veracity belongs

To me

Only Death is Real

Retribution

will set u free

I’ve seen no lord

No master

Nor feeling pain

Annihilate

what’s distant

I make my way

I bear witness

To the glorious muck

You create