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Dancing Ash in the Moonlit Macrocosm Video (MV)




Performed By: Last Word
Language: English
Length: 4:55
Written by: Chris Johnston




Last Word - Dancing Ash in the Moonlit Macrocosm Lyrics
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Blackened torso, flames licking higher
Petulant disciples, kindling the fire
Foundation of flesh
For the godless pyre of abominous descent
Inhale, the screams of the tortured soulless
Bloodletting the cult of the lamb
Terminate the plague before it devours the land
The dancing of ash in the moonlit macrocosm
Skin glistening from an eruption of pus
As silence soon grows, the deed has been done
The flames have been quelled by your unholy son
Do you hear me?
Do you weep for your followers?
Do you fear me?
Could you save them from death?
Blasphemy reigns, inhale the ashes of god
Skin glistening from an eruption of pus
As silence soon grows, the deed has been done
The flames have been quelled by your unholy son
Do you hear me?
Do you weep for your followers?
Do you fear me?
Could you save them from death?
Do you hear me?
Do you weep for your followers?
Do you fear me?
Could you save them from death?
Do you weep for your followers?
Could you save them from death?
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Blackened torso, flames licking higher
Petulant disciples, kindling the fire
Foundation of flesh
For the godless pyre of abominous descent
Inhale, the screams of the tortured soulless
Bloodletting the cult of the lamb
Terminate the plague before it devours the land
The dancing of ash in the moonlit macrocosm
Skin glistening from an eruption of pus
As silence soon grows, the deed has been done
The flames have been quelled by your unholy son
Do you hear me?
Do you weep for your followers?
Do you fear me?
Could you save them from death?
Blasphemy reigns, inhale the ashes of god
Skin glistening from an eruption of pus
As silence soon grows, the deed has been done
The flames have been quelled by your unholy son
Do you hear me?
Do you weep for your followers?
Do you fear me?
Could you save them from death?
Do you hear me?
Do you weep for your followers?
Do you fear me?
Could you save them from death?
Do you weep for your followers?
Could you save them from death?
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Writer: Chris Johnston
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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