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Nembutals

The Destruction Of The Cult Of The Sun

I've touched the edge of timing
Sink into self rewinding
No panic, no more pleading
Spring blooms without a reason

The killswitch of the static
Conscious from automatic
You're my God now
You're my God now

I vanish calm, no noise and
The codes were drenched in poison
Bathing in bliss so freeing
The dream of me unbeing

I vanish calm, no noise and
The codes were drenched in poison
Bathing in bliss so freeing
The dream of me unbeing

I vanish calm, no noise and
The codes were drenched in poison
Bathing in bliss so freeing
The dream of me unbeing

Escrita por: David Beule / Eben Tenner