Cursed Reasoning

Entombed in the passage
The passage, the masses
Entombed in the masses the masses
My lady
Build it up with broken bones
Broken bones, tombs and stones
Build it up with broken bones
Broken bones

I'm tired of fuckin immoral stories
In the mixing pot
It's all a game of Russian roulette
Unload the moon clip
Watch the walls go red

Don't you feel full of sin
Reading this to your kids
Don't you feel full of sin
Burning up to your skin

Don't you feel full of sin
Reading this to your kids
Don't you feel full of sin
Burning up to your skin

Wait a second

Try reaching into these walls there's nothing but a bunch of graves
Such a sad story but in the end
Nothing they could do to be saved
I remember how these walls fucked with my head
End of the day nothing said
But I'll tell you one thing

I am the sun reprised of doom
I am the one



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