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Your words are the coldest frost
They decay in me like the flesh of a dead mare
Seeping into my veins and turning my insides black
Your eyes become tar that spills into me
My skin becomes a tomb as I drift in the darkest ocean of my hate
I remain lost in the endless winter of you

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from In The Hands Of An Angry God, released July 26, 2019

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