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Every life comes with a death sentence
We are born just to plant the seeds of our exit
I've walked past myself, a beggar at the watering hole
I've seen the garden and I choose not to go

I am that ticking time bomb
I am that face you see
I am the monster that lies within your waking dreams
You are the shepherd's sheep, cunt

The shades of sadness I paint them all
Preceed the madness, I defined it whole
The pale carcasses are siphoned from my heart, black as tar
Uproot the balance, I am the god I kill
There is no power but for that which I will
My crystal kingdom is what holds this world still, come get your fill

YOU JUNKIE BITCH

My enemy, my end-to-be, my canon of suffering
Open your mouth, just try to breathe, I'll make you see my face before the lead
My monolith, my legacy, I am become what I'd never be
Is there a sickness among us that breeds only sinners with no fucking name?

I can feel my skin whimpering bloodied and cold
Born to the damned, and to the damned have I been sworn (have I been sworn)
I've made it home
I can feel my years being dragged out of my lungs
We're on the clock, but only I choose who gets hung (choose who gets hung)
I've made it home

I've made it home (x2)
I am what I am (x2)
My days are getting shorter
The hands of death creep through my chest
I tried to race the setting sun
But I am the dusk

I am what I am (x4)

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8-string Metal from Calgary, Alberta, Canada.

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