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Last Rites (Sworn Enemy)

Cycles of my life are taking a turn Turn for the worse my eyes are starting to burn Burning with sweat as it drips from my brow The taste of blood begins to fill in my mouth Restrained from my actions Your corpse will bring me satisfaction I could feel it in my veins Your heart racing like a train See the fear in your eyes Your life i despise The agony so bitter sweet Your dead body at my feet Only god can save me now Till i'm put in the ground Burn me at the cross Now all hope is lost You can not save me I'm as dead as can be One step from the grave I can not be saved Last rights, last rights last rights Your last fucking rights