Cryptopsy Worship your Demons
Plead To be released in your void, Which has consumed Us far too many times before. We promised ourselves That we wouldn t succumb To the dissonance. This fractured state, has Engulfed, our, sense of, Worth Beg So polished, you re Gleaming with light. Too tempting, Resisting with all our might. Blinded soul On a misguided flight. Silence the, demons lethal appetite. Seeking refuge from this Burden which has all but, Torn and worn us to shreds. Th
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