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Lyrics Submitted By: Grim Reaper
 
Cold seems crippling lame meander through corridors 
Aroma's thick with age mark off the day reflections of my life are fading
 
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in,
A structure that's collapsing don't want it cast into,
Maker take the body don't want it wants me
 
Past has found its place salvation is no more will god accept my peace
bleached will pardon me reflections of my life are fading
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in,
A structure that's collapsing don't want it cast into,
Maker take the body don't want it wants me
 
I just want to run fly kites wrestle jump and play
Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me
cocooned in misery
 
I'm sic and tired of embracing reflections of past time receive me or cast mea way
... god please take me away
resistance futile suicidal ideas I will crucify my own being satisfy 
selfish needs fuck the deities justify my own right to what's waiting for me
 
On the other side the time has come 
lock and load I'm coming I'm coming I'm coming I'm coming home
 
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in,
A structure that's collapsing descending don't want in
Maker take the body don't want it wants me,
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending I'm lost in,
A structure that's collapsing descending don't want it,
Maker take the body don't want it wants me
 
I just want to run fly kites wrestle jump and play
Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me
cocooned in misery
The darkness overcomes soul soars to the other plain
Existence past the door I sail through purgatory's bay
 
I asked a god for poison cradle me sown to my dreams souls 
searching death blossoms where clouds lie over me
held in god's hands death blooming
 
Dark for fear of failure
an inner gloom as wide as an eye
and fermenting roiling hate death grip in my veins
unveiling rancid petals flowerin forth foul nectar the space between a blink and a tear
.... death blooms.
 

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