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Towers draining lightOnto peasants' feetGraze amongst the cattleBroken mouths too weakOpen prayers of lossVomit to their feetWishing for an endThe slaughter has begunFight the frame of remorseInnner discursion lostThese deadly lucid dreamsEscape meRake the skin, stain it blackBleach the burning faceBraying through the nightShatter through the dayToo painful were his handsTo be forgiving of the guiltyA grasp too tight to fightThe slaughter has begunHe is the one with the branded markWatch for his tongue to peel and split apartSongtexteLie to meHe is the one with the branded markWatch for his tongue to peel and split apartBrandedRemorseSlaughterFall fastBile drapes the towersLight begins to ceaseWatch the towers fallOnto peasants' feetHe is the one with the branded markWatch for his tongue to peel and split apartFight the frame of remorseInner discursion lostThese deadly lucid dreamsEscape me Aus Songtexte Mania