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Texty: Too Pure To Die. Confess.

You, carry the blame
So where's your heart, the devotion you paid
You're a slave to yourself, and the joke of your name
Make your peace and go with him
Leave with us ungrateful sin
I'm not looking for my way out of this
You just carry the blame

Carry the blame
Merciless, now I hold your fate
Confess your shame
No one here will miss your face
Carry the blame
You're a snake in true disguise
Confess your shame, you carry the blame

You owe it to me, if not to yourself
All the friends that you lost and how they damn you as well
Explain this betrayal, now bleed your lies
Within your skin true evil hides
I'm not looking for my way out of this
You just carry the blame

Carry the blame
Merciless, now I hold your fate
Confess your shame
No one here will miss your face
Carry the blame
You're a snake in true disguise
Confess your shame, you carry the blame

Confess, Your Shame

Carry the blame
Merciless, now I hold your fate
Confess your shame
No one here will miss your face
Carry the blame
You're a snake in true disguise
Confess your shame, you carry the blame