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Deathchant
Deathchant
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
TJ Lemieux
TJ Lemieux
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TJ Lemieux
TJ Lemieux
Producer
SCHROEDS
SCHROEDS
Producer

Lyrics

False prophets embolden the blind Beam signals of hope
The suns blistering rays of decline Shed light on the Hoax
Souls sink below with nowhere to roam As we suffer in death, we go it alone
No coffin to carry you home
We send preachers to rot
Most suck all the life from their bones
Chase gold til they drop
Gods and omens of old keep you afloat
Lead the blind to the gallows to tie their own rope
Tie your own rope
Bound to altars abysmal with rot
Dawn a fool's stench of gold
Scourge of weakness strikes down from the top As it conquers and grows
Black heavens, burnt remnants of hope
Lead the blind to the gallows to tie their own rope
Tie your own rope
Written by: TJ Lemieux
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