Текст (слова) песни: Trivium - 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 thats a lie
Flush gasping white reddening
You smile and destroy it- its time that we end this

Its 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, Ill burn you down

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 Im God thats fucking why
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Anthem (we Are The Fire)
Ascendancy
Declaration
Departure
Drowned And Torn Asunder
Dying In Your Arms
Ember To Inferno
Falling To Grey
Fugue (A Revelation)
If I Could Collapse The Masses
Like Light To The Flies
My Hatred
Pillars Of Serpents
Pull Harder On The Strings Of Your Martyr
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Requiem
Suffocating Sight
The Deceived
To Burn The Eye
When All Light Dies