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Letra de Temple of the Insects (Instrumental)

The weapons are cheap here For the C4 at heart The semtex is right there The past is gone before the future startsSmile you're in between black sheets Where you ethics cheatSmile your tongue licks on spoiled meat It's raw and sweetRide Ride the blackest times It will haunt your eyesRide the dark This is the shade That you idolizeA God with cotard's syndrome The perfect lame imbecile A spirit built from bones Our history breed what the future killsShine you're sold on the wet streets Where your conflicts meetShine your mind feast and night shrieks A bloddy treatRide Ride the blackest times It will haunt your eyesRide the dark! This is the shade That you idolizeSmile you're in between black sheetsSmile your tongue licks on spoiled meat It's raw and sweetTorn from the rays of dawn The spectrum's black for the shattered spawn Crushed by the hammer's head Watch our eyeballs rust and hopes turn deadRide Ride the blackest times It will haunt your eyesRide the dark! This is the shade That you idolizeAs the churchman tries