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Purified

from Death Wins by Our Last Crusade

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Unwilling offspring of malignant seeding
Conceding our breath has lost all fucking meaning
All this brood tainted before it was spawned
Cast out of favor before it could run
Feeding on shadows in spite of the sun
All of our children will weep at the dawn
What's dead is won
What's dead is won

I've been sinking further and further with each generation
I've been thinking – fuck, did I say that out loud? I meant I've kept my head down
Eyes to the ground: no sound
Like a dog sicced on the nearest target
Don't question your motivations, our only option is:
DEATH. KILL. BREAK THE SPIRIT.
Don't try to share in the blame
DEATH. KILL. BREAK THE SPIRIT.
The sins of the father shall be visited upon his children
Unwilling
Upon his children
Oblivious

Is there confusion in the eye?
Who gives a fuck
Is there confusion in the eye?
What’s dead is won is lost

Purified
Cast aside
Listless eyes
Fratricide
Purified
Will resigned
Soulless hive
Patricide
Purified

Cleanse us of our sins cause we don't know where to begin
Keep from looking in, find a scapegoat in the has-been
Struggling to breathe in the miasma we've created
Can't be the cause, but we all can't be the victim
Find a scapegoat, bring it to the slaughter
Purify, bleed him on the altar

Death wins
Purified

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from Death Wins, released January 20, 2023

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