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Insahn
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Misanthrope
Bring me my wine And the head of the world I will drink to h er demise
The subtle art of decapitation The perfect irony of such an end
Bring me the flesh Of your sin and repentance Display the worlds delights
This last meal My righteous friend I serve Thee cold
Now lift your cup in celebration Indulge your lips I do insist Drink up drink up
Long ago I grew deaf To the echoes of my footsteps
Long ago I grew blind To the world through your eyes
I overcame The bleak destiny Of your lead filled convictions Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I prevailed And now I soar relentlessly Beyond the north
In my ascension I scorn the eye of envy And he who flies is hated most of all
I celebrate the distance Over which you spill your grief By your belief you waste your tears On a liar and a thief
'How could you ever be just towards me? I choose your injustice as my portion'
Now for the grand finale You will be protagonist This tragedy you did inspire Crucifixion with a twist
Bring me my wine And the head of the world I will drink to her demise
For this last meal My righteous friend I serve Thee cold
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