Trivium Lyrics
3. Pull Harder On The Strings Of Your Martyr
The face and the lips tremble as it rips Your breath quickening as heat rushes in Pull harder strings martyr Stop you cry that's a lie Flush gasping white reddening You smile and destroy it- it's time that we end this It's our curse that makes this world so hopeless Allowing our king to spread his genocidal wings Clawing the skin each kill your weakness Annihilation your masturbation- tyrant, I'll burn you down PULL, HARDER, STRINGS, MARTYR, STOP, you CRY, that's, a LIE!, FLUSH, GASPING, WHITE, REDDENING!, You SMILE, and destroy it - it's time that we end this! It's. our curse, that makes this world so hopeless, Allowing, our, king to spread his genocidal wings! It's, our curse, that makes this world so hopeless, Allowing, our, king to spread his genocidal wings! My hands grip your throat I need your end Burned, staked, ripped apart- I avenge For every life you have taken I am here to repay You ask me oh God why 'Cause I'm God that's fucking why
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