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Lyrics: Acacia Strain, The. Ramirez.

I want to see the pieces fit into place
I want to feel your body temperature drop
I want to feel the wind against my face
I want to hear your heart stop

I have a perfectly good idea of how the fuck you're going to die
We fear what we don't understand
And I'm afraid of everything

Hail Mary, the virgin whore
I can't fucking take this anymore
Hail Mary with the broken face
You name the time, I'll name the place

I want to tell her I felt it in my heart
But I have no heart to feel
I want to tell them I know who stole my soul
But I have no soul to steal
I believe that hell is real
Hell is other people
I am a burning building
You can't save me

Hail Mary, the virgin whore
I can't fucking take this anymore
Hail Mary with the broken face
You name the time, I'll name the place

I am the one who will bring hell upon you all
I'll stand at the gates and watch your kingdom fall
Ashes to ashes and dust into dust
This world is a graveyard

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!

Hail Mary, the virgin whore
I can't fucking take this anymore
Hail Mary with the broken face
You name the time, I'll name the fucking place