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Rotting Christ Time Stands Still

breath Begging for a death But she is deaf Time stands still He can wait as I Kill time and feel Until you spill still Time stands still Like I wait

breath Begging for a death But she is deaf Time stands still He can wait as I Kill time and feel Until you spill still Time stands still Like I wait

in the paper of soldiers in the street, Pictures in the history books of rotting human meat. Auschwitz's now a tourist spot for the goggle eyed to pry, Still

in the church Their faith will absorb all their lies We live in dark times... The money change the thoughts... In your world... of oblivion... But I still

Pictures in the paper of soldiers in the street, Pictures in the history books of rotting human meat. Auschwitz's now a tourist spot for the goggle eyed to pry, Still