A Reading From The Book Of
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This masquerade is a massacre. Another stained-glass serenade. These halos hang
Over our heads like vultures circle their prey. Your hands are washed white but
Your eyes are the darkest I've seen. Your hands are washed white. Foul deeds
Will rise like ghosts of gods through the steeples. Foul deeds will rise like
Smoke and soot from the stacks. Foul deeds will rise. Heracy fills our lungs as
We breath it. Foul deeds will rise like the incense that burns. You're running
This race, but you've been running the wrong way. Dark shepherds have led their
Sheep astray. They demonize, rationalize, for what? For who? Foul deeds will
Rise like ghosts of gods through the steeples. Foul deeds will rise like smoke
And soot from the stacks. Foul deeds will rise. Heracy fills our lungs as we
Breath it. Foul deeds will rise like the incense that burns. Call the choir to
Light the pyre. Call the choir to light the fires. Your hands are washed white
But your eyes are the darkest I've seen. Your hands are washed white but this
Place smells of deceit. This burning fire will never be enough to quench your
Blood-lust.
Over our heads like vultures circle their prey. Your hands are washed white but
Your eyes are the darkest I've seen. Your hands are washed white. Foul deeds
Will rise like ghosts of gods through the steeples. Foul deeds will rise like
Smoke and soot from the stacks. Foul deeds will rise. Heracy fills our lungs as
We breath it. Foul deeds will rise like the incense that burns. You're running
This race, but you've been running the wrong way. Dark shepherds have led their
Sheep astray. They demonize, rationalize, for what? For who? Foul deeds will
Rise like ghosts of gods through the steeples. Foul deeds will rise like smoke
And soot from the stacks. Foul deeds will rise. Heracy fills our lungs as we
Breath it. Foul deeds will rise like the incense that burns. Call the choir to
Light the pyre. Call the choir to light the fires. Your hands are washed white
But your eyes are the darkest I've seen. Your hands are washed white but this
Place smells of deceit. This burning fire will never be enough to quench your
Blood-lust.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.54] This masquerade is a massacre. Another stained-glass serenade. These halos hang
[00:27.08] Over our heads like vultures circle their prey. Your hands are washed white but
[00:39.75] Your eyes are the darkest I've seen. Your hands are washed white. Foul deeds
[00:46.93] Will rise like ghosts of gods through the steeples. Foul deeds will rise like
[00:55.03] Smoke and soot from the stacks. Foul deeds will rise. Heracy fills our lungs as
[01:03.18] We breath it. Foul deeds will rise like the incense that burns. You're running
[01:30.25] This race, but you've been running the wrong way. Dark shepherds have led their
[01:36.55] Sheep astray. They demonize, rationalize, for what? For who? Foul deeds will
[01:57.37] Rise like ghosts of gods through the steeples. Foul deeds will rise like smoke
[02:04.52] And soot from the stacks. Foul deeds will rise. Heracy fills our lungs as we
[02:13.61] Breath it. Foul deeds will rise like the incense that burns. Call the choir to
[03:20.41] Light the pyre. Call the choir to light the fires. Your hands are washed white
[03:41.24] But your eyes are the darkest I've seen. Your hands are washed white but this
[03:54.76] Place smells of deceit. This burning fire will never be enough to quench your
[04:08.22] Blood-lust.
[04:12.82]
[00:27.08] Over our heads like vultures circle their prey. Your hands are washed white but
[00:39.75] Your eyes are the darkest I've seen. Your hands are washed white. Foul deeds
[00:46.93] Will rise like ghosts of gods through the steeples. Foul deeds will rise like
[00:55.03] Smoke and soot from the stacks. Foul deeds will rise. Heracy fills our lungs as
[01:03.18] We breath it. Foul deeds will rise like the incense that burns. You're running
[01:30.25] This race, but you've been running the wrong way. Dark shepherds have led their
[01:36.55] Sheep astray. They demonize, rationalize, for what? For who? Foul deeds will
[01:57.37] Rise like ghosts of gods through the steeples. Foul deeds will rise like smoke
[02:04.52] And soot from the stacks. Foul deeds will rise. Heracy fills our lungs as we
[02:13.61] Breath it. Foul deeds will rise like the incense that burns. Call the choir to
[03:20.41] Light the pyre. Call the choir to light the fires. Your hands are washed white
[03:41.24] But your eyes are the darkest I've seen. Your hands are washed white but this
[03:54.76] Place smells of deceit. This burning fire will never be enough to quench your
[04:08.22] Blood-lust.
[04:12.82]