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Terminal Spirit Disease
Written by: Zekintha
Date: Tuesday, April 24th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone
Can you feel the pain I feel?
I've lost all sense of what is real.
I'm lost in a world I detest.
Can you feel the pain I feel?
This wound I've got will never heal.
I'm here, in the Serpent's nest.
Oh - Set me Free - Crucify Life itself
and let your joy be the reality.
Our suffering Life - The Dream.
Pain, the highest order
scorching the inside of my skin,
Terminal Spirit Disease.
An itch of thirst twisting my tortured nerves.
Kill the Worm that is depression
kill the leeches with oppression
Unpure - Twisted - Logic now die.
Terminal Spirit Disease...
Your souls condemned to sing of Life
must die to be set free---
Penned by my hand on the 12th of Ero, in the year 275 AF.
Terminal Spirit Disease
Written by: Zekintha
Date: Tuesday, April 24th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone
Can you feel the pain I feel?
I've lost all sense of what is real.
I'm lost in a world I detest.
Can you feel the pain I feel?
This wound I've got will never heal.
I'm here, in the Serpent's nest.
Oh - Set me Free - Crucify Life itself
and let your joy be the reality.
Our suffering Life - The Dream.
Pain, the highest order
scorching the inside of my skin,
Terminal Spirit Disease.
An itch of thirst twisting my tortured nerves.
Kill the Worm that is depression
kill the leeches with oppression
Unpure - Twisted - Logic now die.
Terminal Spirit Disease...
Your souls condemned to sing of Life
must die to be set free---
Penned by my hand on the 12th of Ero, in the year 275 AF.