The Art Of Insanity
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Lyrics
Blessed with this mind Unknowing of fear With blinded hatred For this testement Skies have turned black Emotions painted gray Gray as cold stone I hate your face For what you've done to me For what you've done to me With so little time And so many graves Buried in my heart I have filled them all On these blood stained walls You are veiled in your cloth of security What if your life meant nothing? What if your life meant nothing? What if your life meant nothing? What if your life meant nothing? You would impale this world for one bleeding honor You would impale this world for one bleeding honor
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:38
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 137 BPM