The Acusser
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The Acusser
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Bastards, behind an altar
Telling lies to manupulate
They, listen to practice
I, spit at them
My words will make them bleed.
Weakness casr aside
No place for fools
Poison makers
Just blind ones take this food.
They plead......forgiveness
They plead......salvation
Scorn of the earth
Bastard priests
Enemies of selfness
And interior power.
I am the accuser
Prophet eyes
I am the accuser
Enemies of philosophy
I have winds
I have horns.
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Slow Agony performs "The Acusser", and this lyric page sits inside the Slow Agony catalog on LyroVerse.
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