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Paroles de la chanson Chemical Christ par Thy Art Is Murder

Do you know your demons?
Do you yearn for pain?
Do your lethal addictions
To self-prescriptions
Numb the ache of the darkest days?
Why do you blame the world
For the ghost you have become
When you should blame no one but yourself
For your self-destruction?

Sword swallowers
The pills have a way
Of making us hollower
Addiction to emptiness
Begging for opioid utopia

Grovel at the feet of your father

Chemical Christ
Heaven is a nihilist paradise

A loaded gun with no trigger
An itchy hand with no fingers
Claw out the eyes that cry for relief
God is gone
He left his broken creatures
Solemn victims of self-defeat

Chemical Christ
Offer your souls to sacrifice
Chemical Christ
Heaven is a nihilist paradise

[Pre-Breakdown]

Grovel at the feet of your father

Sword swallower
Make us hollower

Why do you blame the world
For the ghost you have become
When you should blame no one but yourself
For your self-destruction?

Sword swallowers
The Lord has a way
Of finding His followers
Obsidian fever dreams
Of endless purgatory
Grovel at the feet of your father

Chemical Christ

Offer your souls to sacrifice
Chemical Christ
Heaven is a nihilist paradise

Why do you blame the world
For the ghost you have become
When you should blame no one but yourself
For your self-destruction?
Why do you blame the world
For the ghost you have become
When you should blame no one but yourself
For your self-destruction?

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