| Lyrics: | Creeping 'cross the canvas of color, crawling in a cold delight
Bitter sweet perversions, paint
their picture cross their precious sky
And it's all I've been searching
for
Wretched is the filth, that grinds the holy with its doubt
Embrace its heart and
tear it out
Chorus:
Reach into the fire, see if you can feel my soul
Burning
with desire, to be free from this dirty black hole
Can you bring me liberation? Do you
know the depth of my obscenities?
Love is lost, love is cold, love is sick, love is
dead
When love is in the shadows of insanity
And it's all I've been searching
for
Cursed are the bastard sons of stupidity
Grind that knife and slash their
life
(chorus)
(Solo)
And it's all I've been searching
for
Greater is the greatness, gained through humility
Close your eyes, step
inside
(chorus repeats 2x)
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