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Mortem

Feel the bliss of the kiss
From the feel of the steel
As it cuts and it shuts
Down this life with a knife

Eternal darkness come to me my friend
There is no purpose only the end
No more wars, no more fighting
A means to an end less frightening

Feel the bliss of the kiss
From the feel of the steel
As it cuts and it shuts
Down this life with a knife

Eternal darkness let us walk hand in hand
Through this ethereal dream land
Meeting those who travel along the way
Symbiotic existence paralell this dark highway

Feel the bliss of the kiss
From the feel of the steel
As it cuts and it shuts
Down this life with a knife

The light of guidance shines brightly
Instrument of death held tightly
Fountain spray this crimson heat
In time with this fading heartbeat

Feel the bliss of the kiss
From the feel of the steel
As it cuts and it shuts
Down this life with a knife
And the flood from the blood
Claims this life from its strife
ItĀ  descends to its end
This chapterĀ  now over.

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