Heave - CONVERT THE HEATHEN

Take me to a quiet place
Where blackness sings
Swan song disgrace
Words ring hollow sunlight fades
The answer to the question wanes

What is life without death
The rot will pave the way
Dreams will die tomorrow
For a god that kills in vain

Take me to a quiet place
Where blackness sings
Swan song disgrace
Words ring hollow sunlight fades
The answer to the question wanes

What is life without death
The rot will pave the way
Dreams will die tomorrow
For a god that kills in vain, in vain

Asphyxiate the sin, it frays
CONVERT THE HEATHEN time to pay
Afterlife, a true believer
Self inflict, wounds delivered

I say to all, you will be with me
For eternity, die today in grief
Paradise is a fantasy
Afflicting suffering
Turn to passion play

I say to all, you will be with me
For eternity, die today in grief
Paradise is a fantasy
Afflicting suffering
Turn to passion play
Asphyxiate the sin

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HEAVE HEAVE

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