Sustenance歌词
Closure In Moscow - Vanguard
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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My curse is alphabetic, dianetic, crucifix
Your curse is post-magnetic, now they suckle from your drip
Their curse is so pathetic they're the real heretics
Our curse is not kinetic if they couldn't break our grip
Foetid leeches sap their glands of inquisition
They need blinding sustenance
Don't you dare speak that name
Don't you ever speak that name
Break the very tenets that you spit in my face
Now I'm ready to obliterate
So send me all your preachers
And I'll put them all to shame
I'll be the guard of their fall
Middle of their falter
Bezel in their rings
Dropping all the stones
This serpent on my doorstep,
well he's got a sweet southern drawl
Lulling so you may invite his venom
Oh he was knocking
But didn't know it's coming
Oh h