THE SICK SIX HUNDRED LYRICS
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Something truly unexpected
As opposed to corruption
Everything is plain and honest
As for you less of the latter
Where's your invitation?
Staring down at empty hands
Can somebody help me understand
(You won't ever stand on solid ground)
These walls are wearing misconceived observations
Feels so sick
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