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STORM LYRICS
"The Sick Sense" (2005 EP)
1. A Morphia Nation
2. Derangement
3. Downled
4. Cyanide Suicide
5. The Deliverer
6. Fuck the Pain
1. A Morphia Nation
2. Derangement
I was born, the son of god
To take the people's loss
I was crowned and king was called
And died by the cross
Never thought what I could be
The mayhem in their mind
Lonesome thought, if I was there
The failure of their kind
Decadence - the banner of my race
Faith spreading fear
Demonize all other ways
Which they don't clear
"Pray to god" is their believe
The other way they act
They don't see - veiled all in white
That the core is black
Chorus:
Hatred and anguish
Sadism divine
Directing the people
In God's holy name
Dumbness, like acid
Prickling in sore(s)
Blinding the people
Pious borne gore
3. Downled
4. Cyanide Suicide
5. The Deliverer
Die, I will slay you all
My mind's full of hate
Your kind in decadence
I'm the moulder of your fate
Scourged - I will struck your race
Your souls are dead
You betrayed the crucified
For you he bled
Run, I am coming
To end your life
Run, I am close behind
Strucked down by knife
Pain, your life in grief
Can't you see it now
I freed you from this agony
Now let me show
Chorus:
Grim redemption
Of this wasteful life
This shalt by thy fate
Deliverance
Die, I will rip you all
When your souls break off
Coursed - your blood be spilled
Hence this world does flush
Blood is the only source
Where my power's from
Feel the sorrow, my only strength
When the end does come
6. Fuck the Pain
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