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From Flesh to DustFrom flesh to dustBarely breathing Dead trust Barely breathing From flesh to dust Dead innocence sparks the flame of conversation Pathetic Suffering doesn't even scratch the surface Tragic Face down in the sand Spitting flies Dead trust No hope from flesh to dust Blackened souls Deliver us No hope from flesh to dust Carve out your eyes in front of me Staple shut your mouth Fill your throat with razorblades Misery heads south Carve out your eyes in front of me Kneel in pools of blood Coldest souls are proven black Suffer through the flood A thousand tears tell a bloody tale Put to the sword Blood drips from the blade Run for your life From flesh to dust Carve out your eyes From Flesh To Dust |