"I: The Weapon" lyrics
"I: The Weapon"
This is the final moments of our last days.
Release and cease, beating yourself into submission.
With poisoned blood, the demon speaks;
See how the wolves devour the weak.
They will not inherit.
Eyes closed but forced open. Bodies shaken awake.
Inhale and cease, beating yourself into submission.
No one holds us accounted.
Writer(s): Andreas Johansson, Erik Olofsson, Thomas Carl Chaminda Hedlund, Magnus Lindberg, Johannes Persson, Anders Teglund, Nils Kihlberg
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