Your hands will never be clean
Even when you wash the blood away
Do not dare look them in the eye
You know you are unworthy
Here’s the foolish man
Such ignorance perpetuated
Buried under frozen ground
Your lies die with you
Therein lies no soul
Just dust
Pale in view resides the horror
Perish from your creation
Earthtomb
Pale in view resides the horror
Perish from your creation
Earthtomb
Thеrein lies no soul
Just dust
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