Trivium - Pull Harder On The Strings Of Your Martyr - Sözleri

The face and the lips tremble as it rips

Your breath quickening as heat rushes in



Pull harder strings martyr

Stop you cry that's a lie

Flush gasping white reddening

You smile and destroy it- it's time that we end this



It's our curse that makes this world so hopeless

Allowing our king to spread his genocidal wings



Clawing the skin each kill your weakness

Annihilation your masturbation- tyrant, I'll burn you down



My hands grip your throat I need your end

Burned, staked, ripped apart- I avenge

For every life you have taken

I am here to repay You ask me oh God why

'Cause I'm God that's fucking why








		
			



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