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In Shadows - Fit for an Autopsy
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In Shadows Fit for an Autopsy

In Shadows - Fit for an Autopsy
Leave the light
Fall deep to misery
Beg for wings, I'm given nothing
But premonitions of writhing faces swelling with agony
How did they find me?

Harrowing visions, cries of the beasts who bear my name
"You’ve wandered too far for repentance
Faith is the flawed design you question"
And so it was written, the omen will fall on our houses
A passage through ages, the dawn of disdain
"We are one in pain"

How did they find me?
Oh, I let them in
Four faces of my abyss
Suffer, grow, bеcome, end
How did they find mе?
Oh, I let them in
Four faces of my abyss
Suffer, grow, become, end

Feel the coldest cold
All is lost in shadows
Be still, this tortured soul
All is found in shadows
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