Dear Desolation Lyrics - Thy Art Is Murder

Piece by piece 

The masses torn apart 

By a killer with purpose 

Piece by piece 

Reform, exist to engorge 

Upon the souls of the weak and the worthless 

The blood of the beast 

The flesh of the sheep 

The parasites turn to the plague 

With open arms 

The sickened psalms 

Embrace the end of days 

One by one the houses fell 

The moral compass is abandoned 

One by one the fevers swell 

A cancerous swarm, be forewarned 

A dying earth can't withstand it 

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Piece by piece 

The masses torn apart 

Annihilation, nothing is left 

Piece by piece 

I watch as the droves of man 

Draw in their final breath 

Hollow horizon 

Turn to black 

With open arms, I embrace 

A world of ruin, a world of ash 

Dear Desolation 

Pull me deeper into flame 

The idols of man 

Have bathed in blood 

No sense in pretending 

We deserve a fucking happy ending 

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The widow of the world 

Grieves not, for the death of her people 

No Eulogies 

No Funerals 

No sense in pretending 

We deserve a fucking happy ending 

Dear Desolation 

Pull me deeper into flame 

The idols of man 

Have bathed in blood 

No sense in pretending 

We deserve a fucking happy ending 

The widow of the world 

Grieves not, for the death of her people 

No Eulogies 

No Funerals 

No sense in pretending 

We deserve a fucking happy ending