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Death's Grip

from POWERSTRIP by QUITTER

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i walk these paranoid streets alone at night
pounding my fists against bricks
looking for something to fight
but these streets ain't mine
and it's only a matter of time
before the cold grip of death grabs me by the wrist again

his time has passed this bastered flesh is rotting black
my soul slips through the cracks

i pass thru reality's gate as blackest light
head over fist
some sickening clash of future past is this
like a will o the wisp my fingers turn and
burn for this
no rest but for the kiss of death

a rush of fright the wall of flesh is open wide
look in my eyes

caressing the necrotic flesh of the afterlife
broke on the knife
lifeless lips kiss the grips that hold me so tight
indentured to death
these black lungs long for breath
veins pumping mud, lust for blood

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from POWERSTRIP, released July 20, 2019

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