The Gathering

There's a glitch inside your cells
Some worm digging through your soul
Gently climbing up the ladder
Until you exist no more

So to all of you that we love
Come and take a long rest from these atrocies
We will feed you with our own blood
You'll remain with us from now on

The consciousness and the dignity have faded away
And now you are a puppet whose strings are attached to the wind
All you've got to do is to let it come to us
Just let it come to us

So to all of you that we love
Come and take a long rest from these atrocies
We will feed you with our own blood
You'll remain with us from now on and

Forever



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Debeerst
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