Lyrics Ventriloquist - Christian Death
                                                Born 
                                                amongst 
                                                beauty, 
                                                O' 
                                                Beloved
 
                                    
                                
                                                Grandeur 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                mountains
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                my 
                                                eyes 
                                                were 
                                                harlots
 
                                    
                                
                                                His 
                                                eyes 
                                                were 
                                                steel
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                wanted 
                                                everyone 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                as 
                                                perfect 
                                                as 
                                                them
 
                                    
                                
                                                Such 
                                                tormented 
                                                perfection
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                everyone 
                                                spoke
 
                                    
                                
                                                Steel 
                                                spoke 
                                                his 
                                                word
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                everyone 
                                                spoke
 
                                    
                                
                                                Only 
                                                steel 
                                                was 
                                                heard
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blind 
                                                diary 
                                                love 
                                                rotting 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                heart
 
                                    
                                
                                                Vomiting 
                                                to 
                                                sleep, 
                                                martyrs 
                                                of 
                                                his 
                                                praise
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                wanted 
                                                everyone 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                as 
                                                perfect 
                                                as 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                Such 
                                                tormented 
                                                perfection
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                everyone 
                                                spoke
 
                                    
                                
                                                Razors 
                                                cut 
                                                open 
                                                ears
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                everyone 
                                                spoke
 
                                    
                                
                                                Deafness 
                                                mumbled 
                                                the 
                                                years
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                was 
                                                there 
                                                perfection
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                mountains 
                                                are 
                                                so 
                                                ashamed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beauty 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                stranger
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                ugliness 
                                                remains
 
                                    
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