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This Gift Is A Curse - Old Space Lyrics

Liquids turn to ice
It separates the flesh
Limbs from bones, soul from vessel
Erase my name from time

The talon tears
Begging to be let in
Door to door, breath by breath
It enters without any pain

Oh, rites of no god
Oh, chemical key, open me up
Oh, rites of old space
Oh, light up my trail

Oh, can you hear?
A voice in the silence
It came from a dark star
Oh, beyond what is holy, now I see
Destruction is creation in your name

Close to man
Only death in our hands
True to fate
In my blood lies the code
Close to man
Only death in our hands
True to fate
In my blood lies the code
Close to God
A vessel of deceit
True to fate
We will eat our own in the end
We will eat our own in the end
We will eat our own in the end