ALBUM REVIEW: Fit For An Autopsy – The Nothing That Is
Only the dead know the end, may we meet again.
Only the dead know the end, may we meet again.
Can you see what I’ve seen and know the beauty in suffering?
Ripped apart, this is art.
From Birmingham with a sickfuck mind.
Oh those souls, led in hopeless passion
I can understand why my mind is plagued.
I couldn’t stand watching the sickness spread.
Salvation lies at the bottom of this bottle in my hands.
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