If you exist
To hear these words
You cruel hard f*cking fickle pranksters
Play us for sport
We weep and howl
The worms are crushed under your answer
In every age
They watch us tread
A cruel bloody wretched path of evil
Please call your spirit back
Would you have us suffer more
You live
So we die
We retreat into the mind
As we lock away inside
The art
Hold back your tears
Such is the world
Men live not for joy but for sorrow
And not for peace
For suffering
They revel in your mutual slaughter
Please call your spirit back
Would you have us suffer more
You live
So we die
We retreat into the mind
As we lock away inside
The art
I won't let you die
I have things to tell you
And you have forgiveness to beg for
Your skin it crawls
And I close the door
And in this moment you are done for
Please call your spirit back
Would you have us suffer more
You live
So we die
We retreat into the mind
As we lock away inside
The art
Masonic Abyss - For the Art! Lyrics
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If you exist
To hear these words
You cruel hard f*cking fickle pranksters
Play us for sport
We weep and howl
The worms are crushed under your answer
In every age
They watch us tread
A cruel bloody wretched path of evil
Please call your spirit back
Would you have us suffer more
You live
So we die
We retreat into the mind
As we lock away inside
The art
Hold back your tears
Such is the world
Men live not for joy but for sorrow
And not for peace
For suffering
They revel in your mutual slaughter
Please call your spirit back
Would you have us suffer more
You live
So we die
We retreat into the mind
As we lock away inside
The art
I won't let you die
I have things to tell you
And you have forgiveness to beg for
Your skin it crawls
And I close the door
And in this moment you are done for
Please call your spirit back
Would you have us suffer more
You live
So we die
We retreat into the mind
As we lock away inside
The art
To hear these words
You cruel hard f*cking fickle pranksters
Play us for sport
We weep and howl
The worms are crushed under your answer
In every age
They watch us tread
A cruel bloody wretched path of evil
Please call your spirit back
Would you have us suffer more
You live
So we die
We retreat into the mind
As we lock away inside
The art
Hold back your tears
Such is the world
Men live not for joy but for sorrow
And not for peace
For suffering
They revel in your mutual slaughter
Please call your spirit back
Would you have us suffer more
You live
So we die
We retreat into the mind
As we lock away inside
The art
I won't let you die
I have things to tell you
And you have forgiveness to beg for
Your skin it crawls
And I close the door
And in this moment you are done for
Please call your spirit back
Would you have us suffer more
You live
So we die
We retreat into the mind
As we lock away inside
The art
Writer: Norman Davison
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid