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Pray for Decay

from Ill Will by Our Last Crusade

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Every night I wake up dead
I'm drinking bullets and pissing lead
Dreaming of a life that I once led
I hold the light of creation, and I'll extinguish the bitch

Let the leaves wither and die one by one
If they haven't already
Let this be my torch to bring to light the dark of this world
Omission of my species
Eradicate divinity with me with closed fists up towards the sky

I'm walking through a graveyard where all the graves have been dug up and their bones exposed
I left them bare and cold for the world to know the fucking cowards they were, no respect for the damned in their damned holes
I took their riches and gold and made my claim to their bones
Creeping the caskets alone; I long for death, I long for the toll

Let the leaves wither and die
Why should the world continue a bold faced lie
There is no worth, only disrespect
A bloated species hung by the fucking neck

A miserable grave for miserable people on a miserable day
Let the leaves wither and die
A miserable grave for miserable people on a miserable day
LET THEM WITHER
LET THEM DIE

If I fall asleep tonight, will the morning come?
If I close my eyes this time, can I trust that they wont open up?

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from Ill Will, released November 30, 2018

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