Lyrics Necropolis - The Black Dahlia Murder
Father,
I
know
that
you′ve
witnessed
a
darkness
in
me
'Twas
spawned
in
shadows
of
the
old
gallow′s
tree
I'm
but
a
sad,
depraved
reflection
of
our
inhumanity
The
warped
exaggeration
of
the
lost
and
darkest
of
dreams
Bring
forth
a
wrath
of
cleansing
fire
Here
now
in
mankind's
bleakest
hour
Born
of
a
casket,
I′m
the
heir
to
a
corpse
I′ve
eyes
that
see
maggots
through
the
thin
flesh
they
bore
I
shall
bloody
my
hands
'til
the
last
breath
be
torn
from
me
So
blindly
we
walk
the
winds
of
these
plagued
streets
Dead,
the
once
feeling
part
of
me
O
lord
divine,
please
break
this
silence
Destroy
your
race
of
faceless
liars
...
At
the
edge
of
existence
We
the
clays
of
intention
have
ripened
in
your
image
Ah,
the
binds
of
tradition
Your
archaic
deception
numbs
our
empty
beings
City
that
sleeps
on
a
million
graves
In
a
world
full
of
hatred,
to
fear
enslaved
Countless;
the
dead
slaughtered
in
your
name
Not
an
utter
of
your
voice
have
you
once
repaid
No
above,
no
below,
just
a
man
letting
go
When
all
my
earthly
desire
is
disowned
No
screaming
sirens
should
sound
No
revelations
profound
Simply
lowered
into
the
ground
That′s
just
what
I'll
be,
dead
in
the
dirt
So
blindly
we
walk
the
winds
of
these
plagued
streets
Dead,
the
once
feeling
part
of
me
Bring
forth
a
wrath
of
cleansing
fire
Here
now
in
mankind′s
bleakest
hour
O
lord
divine,
please
break
this
silence
Destroy
your
race
of
faceless
liars
Necropolis
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