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Destroyer Of Senses
The sweet taste of self destruction
Waves of purity wash away the memories
I keep on falling off
I keep on falling off
The agents of change will dissolve
Into the fabric of our very existence
I keep on falling off of this straight
And narrow line
The calm embrace of a sedated mind
Giver of life
Destroyer of senses
I invoke!
The sweet taste of self destruction
Waves of purity wash away the memories
I keep on falling off of this straight
And narrow line
The calm embrace of a sedated mind
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