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I submerge myself in disease
Do you like to make believe?
A blade, stuck in my back
How long until your soul cracks?
So whatever games you’ve played
Have all gone and washed away
It feels like you think I’ll stay
You don’t hear a word I say

What have we become?
Years of progress so quickly undone
The arrogance of thinking that you’ve won
(The arrogance, you think you’ve won)

I submerge myself in disease
Do you like to make believe?
It’s time to wipe this place clean
It’s time we address the unseen
Purging to clean
Address the unseen
Eternal silence slips through our grasp
To think we had the nerve to think that this would last
And now we make believe
It’s time we wipe this place clean

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Atomic Cries plays primitive doom metal exclusively.

Saúl Do Caixão
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