Album Cover Pull Harder On The Strings Of Your Martyr

Pull Harder On The Strings Of Your Martyr

Trivium

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This face and lips tremble as it rips

Your breath quickening as heat rushes in

Pull Harder on the String of your Martyr

Stop you cry that's a lie

Flush gasping white reddening

you smile and destroy it

It's time we end this

It's our curse that make this world so hopeless

Allowing our king to spread his genocidal wings

Clawing the skin each kill your weakness

Annihilation your masturbation

Tyrant, I"ll burn you down

My hands grip your throatI need your end

Burned, Stalked, ripped apart - I avenge

For every life you have taken

I am here to repay

You ask me "oh god why?"

'cause I'm god that's fucking why