Temenigru - Inferno at Reckless Ted's Funland

Yeah, I turn it over
But something's wrong
I've gone too far
Been down for too long

I curse this flesh
And the evil it holds
Temptress Death stares on ever-cold

My mind is a prison
A portal to hell
What must I do to be free from this cell?

Pack up your things
Foul trickster of flesh
We're eternal beings
You can finally rest
In fucking pieces
Foul peddler of death
There is no room for you
In any of our breaths

In any of our breaths

Written by:
Clayton Venezia

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