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desolate tomb - the hands that mar كلمات أغنية

abhorrence fills his eyes with hate
hands disfigure what was forged with grace
tear down the innocent soul inside
a marred face looks back in despair

a soul of beauty torn apart from the inside
fear entangles the mind with each culling

i watch as the fists fall down
gavels of hate torment what’s pure
a wretched form of malicious intent
a soulless man invokes the wrath of h_ll

torn apart; broken down
no longer free from the flames
with each blow he piercеs her flesh
the scrеams of pain echo in the air
a part of me burns with hatred
a righteous fury for the pain you’ve caused

now as you lie in your grave below
may the lord have mercy on your soul
alone at night, stuck in my thoughts because of you
i look inside and see the malice harbored deep within
letting this hate take any joy that i have left
a dwelling place for h_ll to root inside of me
a burning th_rn in my flesh; a curse laid on myself

- desolate tomb

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