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LyricsTRACK 06 / DIEAGRAM

Recreate

Cracked clay idols stand beside the mold used to make them

Listen

damn hypocrites

your sacred words of damnation

forged by the darkened hearts

Where in the midst of innocence 

there is a broken god 

the weak shall turn victim

and that victim shall witness

replication of a fuckin diety

Taunting howls of faith from fraud-keepers of divine power(s)

Minds collapse, drowned by the doctrines

pushing us to lunacy

with its zeal to plague

Infallible are them words. 

to go forth on this land their sullen purpose,

Tainted will.

They will summon the revenant to gorge upon the frail.

They who will summon thee, almighty revenant.

Burn the souls that dare oppose.

fate that is paradisal, 

fate that is devoid of time

fate that is paradisal, 

fate that is devoid of time

for those they deem worthy.