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Mother, Your Son is Going to Hell!

from Ensanguined by That's Five!

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Under the burden of youth damnation is a game
try to reach the inner circles running through the flames
iniquitous, reprobate, wicked, vile depraved
sin joie devivre confessions never came
we never were allowed to weep for lost vivacity
I never regarded delectation admirably

A comedy of fools trails belied by shame
love is just a drug and Satan's just a name
paradise is painful if forever's just the same
sin joie devivre you'll never make me tame
I touched my face for the last time
the only choice I had was lies
can you tell? look in my eyes
see how deep I've made my disguise

Mother, your son is going to hell.

Why would I even try?
How could I feel such pride?

A wall of lurid pictures waiting to be framed
sex and blood is all I've wanted
I ask for it by name
How I wish for a future with only myself to blame
Sin joie devivre
damnation is my fame
I killed a woman from the inside out
I filled your priestess with my doubts
If you've lost your way give me a shout
I'll show you what we're tainting now

MOTHER! YOUR SON IS GOING TO HELL

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from Ensanguined, released July 28, 2018

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