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False Philosophers (Mercenaries of Darkness)This is the time you'll go down under with your wordsAnd double tongue elements and thoughts of darkness Will be flowers on your tomb what are all your Blackened sermons when you ca speak while you don't Know life is not ideas or thoughts jewels of a king Own doe senseless soul is the false philosopher till you Die fag bookds of lies fill your empty mind while the Poisoned words are scraming turn the page with Skeletal fingers when you are dead you are made of Ashed morning now is ended and your breath is dead Walking paths all with gold your memory slows day by Day so old can I play with your false philosopher while My knife dissect your flesh can I cut your brain philosopher While you lose your broken neck |