Blessed Are the Sick - Live
Havahej
Another me born to serve
To plague and moan
So many years my seed condemned
No free to soar!
Will is yours? So, creator
No intend could shadow
My disease... Ever lusting pain
World of sickness
Blessed are we to taste
This life of sin
My touch is inhumane
Nocturnal beast inside
Is void of light
And empty shall remain
Another me born to serve
To plague and moan
So many years my seed condemned
No free to soar!
Will is yours? So, creator
No intend could shadow
My disease... Ever lusting pain
World of sickness
Blessed are we to taste
This life of sin
My touch is inhumane
Nocturnal beast inside
Is void of light
And empty shall remain
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Writer(s): Trey Azagthoth
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