I Shalt Become Lyrics
Like A Lamb To The Slaughter... Lyrics
The maudlin plea of the penitent
And the crystal skull persuasion
A warning of proverbs and hyperbole
Oh, sing the song of attrition!
Tripping through the light fantastic
The world twisting time
Bankrupted by a poisoned chalice.
There are days and there are days...
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