Initial State Abort The Soul текст песни, слова песни Abort The Soul Initial State
Initial State - Abort The Soul
The natural state fall casualty.
Gods... Gods... Gods... Gods...
Icons worshiped. Lobotomize.
Forked tongues. Slivered spines.
Gods... Gods... Gods... Gods...
Shout platitudes above idiots fervor.
Let us obey. Lambs to slaughter.
Gods... Gods... Gods... Gods...
Bloodlust satisfied. Salvation sold.
For the new Christ. Abort the soul.
Gods... Gods... Gods... Gods...
In vacant minds abort instinct.
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