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Trivium - Throes of Perdition lyrics

rate me

Blind-folded and gagged, stood waiting

With the whole world: my firing squad

At the edge of the world I'm faced out

Staring the sun right in the eye

Vultures circle above, hyenas mocking the kill

Excrement drooling down their chins

Atop the cliffs I look down, into the starving Hell-mouth

The rabid foam crashes hard on it's teeth

Their mouth's salivate

Fantasizing my gruesome ending

This world looks down upon

A man who can stand on his own two feet

As they're feeding their guns: "ready, aim"

They say I'll live, if I die for their cause

Living under the rule of fellow Cro-Magnon fool

They fear who leads and will kill to stay still

Their mouth's salivate

Fantasizing my gruesome ending

This world looks down upon

A man who can stand on his own two feet

(Without eating from their claws)

Life feels like Hell should

But this Hells so cold

Pull another knife out

Stick it with rest of them

When my back is full

Turn me around to face it

Such melancholy, burning the stars from skies

Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die

DIE!

Life feels like Hell should

But this Hells so cold

Pull another knife out

Stick it with rest of them

When my back is full

Turn me around to face it

Life feels like Hell should

But this Hells so cold

Pull another knife out

Stick it with rest of them

When my back is full

Turn me around to face it

Life feels like Hell should

But this Hells so cold

Pull another knife out

Stick it with rest of them

When my back is full

Turn me around to face it

Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die!

Thanks to Adrina for these lyrics

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