Days Of Deliverance - Anterior

Liberate my life

The hate, the hurt belial

Fates tight hold will ensue

Bury my fucking conscience

In you

In you

Fine line behold

Days of deliverance

They’re holding on

Consequence my rival

She lays your heart in fire

And you’ll burn the only truth

To seek belief

She stares

As you face the sun

Watch you

Watch you

Burn

No longer

Days of deliverance

The hour

They’re holding on

No longer

Days of deliverance

The hour

Fates holding on to you

Stay the sight

In life’s red dawn

Confide in me

In me deliverance will

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