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By The Black Dahlia Murder, skyscrapers - are crumbling - mountains move in my path the
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, now the funeral grounds are at last AWASH with the
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, (Instrumental)
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, bury them all beneath heaping shovel fulls of lime in shallow
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, [Instrumental]
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, I'll tell you in one sentence. The truth should not have
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, Devastate leave them weeping in your wake a family's broken
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, dear diary, tonight will be our last my hands are itching
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, jaws -- dripping with disease fingers for use of weaponry mind spins
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, we of blood frozen so thick it cannot thaw joints
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, removal of the eyes gives my heart a saddened chill I
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, wisdom infinite, held tightly in my grasp my sword one thousand
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, Crawling the walls through every crack and crevice teems blackness washing
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, down, start digging down your throat another string of lies
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, the brightest full moon light entrances me it calls me forth yet
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, we are the blackness of the night cold wind that cuts
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, Oh its flowing through me combusting with contempt rationality abandoning chemically
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, Yeah I’m running off the rails I’ve finally gone crazy
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, in between, insidious vapor shall teem looming so loathesome and
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, the language of the lie barbed and callous tongues shall
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, Between the lies our dead language tongues before the dawns our
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, eyes of perfect ivory match the sweetest lengths of her
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, pretenders to the throne kneel before him appalling wretched demon king praise
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, I see a red door and I want it painted
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, Terror by thy name burning thine bridge and heart The
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, this is a reckoning, a cliched cut of lying tongue
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, i awaken -- deep in the grasp of frozen pines not
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, Cold winter cuts - a heart that couldn't heal destroyed by
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, My crimson covered hands - clutch heart strings newly broken moths
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By The Black Dahlia Murder, lord below, your abysmal horrors we call forth awaken -- rise
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