This Is Wretched lyrics
Song information
Artist: Only Crime Album: Virulence
Lyrics
Trying patience wasted on the dead Sounds from another room Mark the end, fill my head Resurrection like places on a line Passing the wasted time Lives gone wrong for too long
When they found me In lies they surround me All the insane ways We qualify all disgrace
This is wretched, infirmed, and in decline We brace our contentions Rank and file kept in line Trepidation waiting on the end Bleeding with virtue Lust to fall sacred friend
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"Virulence" album track list
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