THE AGONIST A Gentle Disease

Lyrics from tnchristianreader Sites THE AGONIST A Gentle Disease Lyrics, singer by THE AGONIST

The gift of poison
I’m the right mistake
Cruel words can heal me
Touch – a gentle disease

Where skies are green
The grass burns red
Terminal youth outlives me
Sight – an abstract sense

I’m the worst theory
Your downfall, my majesty

In this restless syndrome
I’ll drown the flavours
Such an innocent crime
Taste – my ascending demise

Step outside your comfort zone
Come to meet your best downfall



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