Suffocation - Habitual Infamy Lyrics
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Habitual Infamy
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What Are The Lyrics For Habitual Infamy By Suffocation?
Pray in homage under shadows of ancestry
Conceptual lords above bathing in your inquiry Memorizing thoughts through hallucinations of despair Imminence burns within, plunge yourself to disrespect Battred visions, desolation drips into your eyes A feeling of oppresiveness that vastly clutters life Deviation scarred within, placed upon you from your birth Engage with destitution, as it rips into your mind Morally detrimental Incapacitated existence Ignorant false worship Exit all that's insincere Rendered never to believe, never to place trust again Deny the coss you bear Resisting all religion, resisting infirmities Habitual infamy Malignant infatuation Reduces your will to live Illusive reality Images shred your mind to pieces Deception crowds you An infection of thoughts that god is there for you Condemnation Self-inflicted betrayal provoked by others Sink in deep depression States of mental turmoil Abdiction enters Sanity depletes Paralyzing conflicts Fear of retribution Catastrophic frenzies Burns within your mind Sifting through delusions Comatose with anguish Tribulation drowns all hope To live on Purge your soul in hate You're realizing you can't afford Brace yourself til all resistance ends Cut yourself and release the blood |
Who Wrote Habitual Infamy By Suffocation?
Doug Cerrito, Terrance Hobbs
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What's The Duration Of The Habitual Infamy By Suffocation?The duration of Habitual Infamy is 4:17 minutes and seconds. |
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