One Man Army and the Undead Quartet - So Grim So True So Real [CD-ROM Track] Lyrics

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So Grim So True So Real [CD-ROM Track]
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What Are The Lyrics For So Grim So True So Real [CD-ROM Track] By One Man Army and the Undead Quartet?
I come from the ashes of molten hatred
Raised by the demons in abodes of the end The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have become The resurrection of the evil one You know that I don't fucking care if I live or die! Need a bishop preaching fire To get away with my sins Despise everything I see Ain't got respect for humanity Never lived or wanted immortality The reaper's shadow I fall upon to obscure my path Every day I'm getting battered up until I bleed You motherfuckers just leave me be You never gave me a cure for the pain I feel inside Need a bishop preaching fire To get away with my sins Despise everything I see I don't give a f*ck if you hate me Led by the reaper I walk in the night Show me the way to your kingdom come I believe in Armageddon Baptized in alcohol Embodiment of anti-Christ I'm living for my own demise |
Who Wrote So Grim So True So Real [CD-ROM Track] By One Man Army and the Undead Quartet?
Johan Ernst Lindstrand, Vladimir Daniel Adzic
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