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Handful Of Hate
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Swines Graced Gods
Here to crawl, from the stinking soil Where once I prayed your fault to the August purple altar where I collected blame and wrath Here guilt spreads it's needs into anguished forms Of proud serenity protecting womb Poisoned by despise, caducity vaults drown into contradiction Bliss whipped to death, cold, ambition Sacrilegious gift into this temple Where bosomy pigs drift in sanctity Swines graced gods, gods whisper insults Where's thy veil of purtiy? Where's thy faithful joy? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com This is the hole, this is the void where everything Wheezing is going to rot, where everything is going to rot Swines graced gods Sacrilegious gift into this temple where Bosomy pigs drift in sanctity Urinal cries liquor the scars here purity meets slur weeping eyes Nails scratching teeth ravaging he temple Here probity melts in blots Caducity vaults drown into contradiction Bliss whipped to death, cold, ambition
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