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bliss & deeare (ascended masters) - battle of the gods كلمات الأغنية

yeah, bask in the illness, motherf_ckers, uh

[verse]
i’m getting ready for war
i guess that’s what i came for
crave more flesh and blood all over the claymore
i play more
wicked during days of storms
and i feel out of place in the day of norms
i [?] my swords
sharpen it with the bones of men
dig my thumb in your wound ’til the pain sets in
the rain gets in, then you’re blessed with holy water
cut out your brain, sacrifice it on the holy altar
and when you falter, my blade will always break your fall
make you call 9_11 when i break your jaw
stake it all on thе hopes you’ll never brеathe again
speak again, my verse will leave a pack of grieving men
you’ll bleed again ‘cause bliss is on a warpath
send you to your maker
more blood, more bath, more wrath
with the strength of ten leviathans
you’ll try again, cry again, eventually you’ll die again

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- bliss deeare ascended masters

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