Incessant Mace

He's afraid he'll suffer his fathers fate

Two sets of silver records and plates

Two bloody hands and bleeding hearts

Don't feel it's not to late to start





Only the photographs on your wall

Are chained and down your hall

Reminding you of all the days

When you collected hell to pay

Well hell to pay

I said it's not too late

Not it's not too late

Incessant mace

Oh god i can see it, you know it's incessant mace





_________ and broken backs

Are what you _________

Beneath your treasure chest

You wonder why you're under stress


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