Stillborn Lyrics
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I sit upon
An ornamented throne
In front of those
Who celebrate I'm gone
My eyes of gla*s
Witness the twisted ma*s
They dance in joy
I'm ignorance's toy
Pure child
Immaculate
Cold, white
And innocent
I give release
From life in pain
I am idol
I am their hope
I'm dead
Fanatic
Ecstatic
Obsessed
Blessed with death
Stench of mortality
My body rots away
They boil my flesh
Prolonged decay
Extending this insanity
Fanatic
Ecstatic
Obsessed
Blessed with death