The End - From the Unforgiving Arms of God Тексты

The angels will slit my wrists with their frozen wings
And throw salt into the wounds to disinfect my damaged spirit
Suspended by apparitions, spinning in place just
Above the heads of the unholy
I will fall from unforgiving arms

Don't extend your hands to catch me
I want to feel my teeth be turned to dust
Surpassing pavement, hurl me straight into my grave
Though no casket could contain my misery
Drown me in dirt until the ones I love can't recognize my face

Falling to my death
I need to be released from the unforgiving arms of God
Let my body burn like a candle at both
ends to illuminate my road to perdition
My greatest tragedy since birth, through misfortune conception
Is to overstay my welcome here on earth

Falling to my death
Don't extend your arms to save me
Hurl me straight into my grave
Though no casket could contain my misery
Falling to my death from the unforgiving arms of God
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