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Each day feels like one hundred years
Each minute a knife in my back
I pray for death every second
but my soul is too putrid to take

Born against my will
Cursed with compassion
Twisting the meanings
Warping my actions - fuck this!

At this point in life it's all just another scar on my face
I'm running and fighting, but I know I'll die in this place

Fooled by facades, this worlds subject to so much hate
Blackened by living, lie my head down and go back to sleep

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from Split w/ Condensed Flesh, released September 1, 2011

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Jan - usurper tongue and nihil resonance 6(66)
Ben - blastphemous degradation of the human spirit
Mike - incantations of reverence and sub-frequency despondence

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