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Grip Of Reality

by Saul

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Stamp Down (free) 02:04
Come to terms with the reality That this world is crumbling on you and me Total destruction is our destiny No future as far as I can see Peril of the human race Mass produce the road to our graves The boot of fate Stamping down on every face I can see it now Flames of war, and seas of hate But what can we do? Forever is no longer ours to take Crushing ourselves It's up to us to change the way we live But man will break before he gives The winds of change just won't blow The boot of fate forever stamps down.
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Prayer (free) 02:29
Oh, beautiful angel Shadow of Death Your hands bring the ending of moments The sands of time cease to the chill of your breath. Please just grant me this one wish Set me free of all my suffering Wrap me in your wings Soothe me softly to the song Death sings Grant me this, this only thing Let me leave this world I don't belong in I didn't choose this debt The light of life, filled with regret I never wanted this Been torn apart and there's nothing left I prayed and prayed But my calls for help haven't been answered yet Failed, abandoned, I am alone. I pray for death.
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Grip of Reality (free) 02:27
Sinking from the inside out Sorrow fills me with doubt So long I’ve run this race Mind and body weak, I can’t keep pace I just want free of the place This darkness; Suffocating space And I keep a smile on my face, but I just can’t fucking take it. You don’t know the toils of my head How much I wish that I was dead Oh, I can’t wait for the end Hooded Fiend, awaiting friend This grip of reality has proved too much for me I haven’t lived a hard life, but everyday I suffer False faces hide all my pain Fighting urges driving me insane Stuck knowing from me I’m not safe In my hands I’ll take my fate And Destroy my deepest Hate You don’t know the toils of my head How much I wish that I was dead Oh, I can’t wait for the end Hooded Fiend, awaiting friend This grip of reality has proved too much for me I haven’t lived a hard life, but everyday I suffer Suffer

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released March 27, 2013

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