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I have no emotion
I have no devotion
Its empty motion
Oceans of notions intent on ego promotion
No elation, no devistation
Supplication seems a foreign creation
Barren and beaten and broken and bruised is the
briar-ridden
thorn-land of my heart
my cries are lies from conceitful eyes
I wont simmer in this complacency
I wont settle for this false me
Ill cry it out:
Holyname.
Holyname
[ Holyname Lyrics ]