Music:HallmanLyrics:Bailey Open your eyes to the under God Arouse, in flame, temper Seize this moment it's his appetite Not to be, undermined, insane rage Cyclones though, like a hurricane Your diminutive microcosm lies in your hands Pray to God by a dying sun The salvation of hungry Gods Try to control rabidity Gritting, in, red Try to control rabidity Gritting, in, red Reach out, reach out into the flames You lack the will to bend my friend Grimace, a ghastly green glow Always waiting for the weak Words of gospel, infected lies His diminutive microcosm lies your hands Try to control rabidity Gritting, in, red Try to control rabidity Gritting, in, red In my minds eye I can see your soul In my minds eye this is the death roll Not what you think, you can't feel Not what you think, you can't breathe In my minds eye I now own your soul (far away, far away, far away, far away) In my minds eye this is the death roll
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