[Verse]
Oh, confessor has irons inside every war
Praying for the
Children face-down behind the sanctuary door
Who's the slayer?
Quiet, quiet, quiet, incense in the hall
Scanning all the
Iris breathtaking blood, fakes admittance to the vaults
Praying for the
Oh, confessor has irons inside every war
Praying for the
Children face-down behind the sanctuary door
Who's the slayer?
Quiet, quiet, quiet, incense in the hall
Scanning all the
Iris breathtaking blood, fakеs admittance to the vaults
Praying for the quiеt
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