This is obsidia, the cripple witcher uncoiled
War whore would follow me cast out and sworn to the dark
Take the road where devils speak
God is dead, god is dead
Where will the darkness inside you telling her now
Center's corrupted controlling a poisonous will
Take the road where devils speak
God is dead, god is dead
In the corner of my eye
Tearing flesh from bone
Live the blind, search to find, a pathway to the sun
Saw the signs intertwine, forgave me all my sins
Why, why
Your stigmas revealing our vices
And no stigmas revealing our vices
God is dead, god is dead
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