Torment

de The Browning

No soul, shapeshifter
No soul, tormentor

Deceiver, Anunnaki, disembodied
Lucid dreaming out of body cannot stop me
In a battle with a demon that's inside me
But the truth is I'm at war with everybody

Fake, two faced
You've stolen flesh to become a perfect person
Late, it's too late
You've fallen prey to the sermon of the serpent

No soul, shapeshifter
No soul, tormentor

Where do you stand
As you watch the world crumble in the palm of your hands?
Where do you stand
As we fall into hell with the hopeless and damned?
Where do you stand?

Deceiver, Anunnaki, disembodied
Lucid dreaming out of body can not stop me
In a battle with a demon that's inside me

The serpent has me by the throat
Hellfire consumes every soul
The serpent has me by the throat
Deceiver, Anunnaki, disembodied
Hellfire consumes every soul
In a battle with a demon that's inside me
Am I the true deceiver?

I'm at war with everybody
I'm at war with everybody
I'm at war with everybody
I'm at war with everybody

No soul, shapeshifter
No soul, tormentor

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