Contextual Analysis of "the depths of hell" in Lyrics

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lord
sulphur smell
it's time to get it back
to the beast
they hide behind their lies that they're helping everyone. in the end the good will go to heaven up above
you are the wasteful
it sickens me! i stay silenced no more. a despised savior-despise only me. you try and try to obliterate my fathers name
the bodies are still stacking up. so i've clipped a few fingers off to get that gold for which i lust from the deadman's bank and trust

the depths of hell

if you did ask me to
cauldrons a-boil with blood and bone
now we're on the so called right track"
to the heaven's sun
fuck armageddon
your cries shall be ignored!
and ill bring back risen souls. despise our savior-just remember
it's but a smallish part of what our dirty work entails. come dance with me

water run

Singer: joshua james

lord

i'd follow you into the depths of hell

if you did ask me to

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lord

i'd follow you into the depths of hell

if you did ask me to

water run

joshua james

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in hell

Singer: anvil

sulphur smell

the home of evil in the depths of hell

cauldrons a-boil with blood and bone

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sulphur smell

the home of evil in the depths of hell

cauldrons a-boil with blood and bone

in hell

anvil

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infiltrate the system

Singer: madball

it's time to get it back

we've crawled up from the depths of hell before

now we're on the so called right track"

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it's time to get it back

we've crawled up from the depths of hell before

now we're on the so called right track"

infiltrate the system

madball

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haze

Singer: seemless

to the beast

from the depths of hell

to the heaven's sun

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to the beast

from the depths of hell

to the heaven's sun

haze

seemless

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they hide behind their lies that they're helping everyone. in the end the good will go to heaven up above

the bad will perish in the depths of hell. how can hell be any worse when life alone is such a curse?

fuck armageddon

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they hide behind their lies that they're helping everyone. in the end the good will go to heaven up above

the bad will perish in the depths of hell. how can hell be any worse when life alone is such a curse?

fuck armageddon

fuck armageddon... this is hell!

bad religion

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leave it all behind

Singer: betraying the martyrs

you are the wasteful

don t scream my name from the depths of hell

your cries shall be ignored!

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you are the wasteful

don t scream my name from the depths of hell

your cries shall be ignored!

leave it all behind

betraying the martyrs

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nailed. dead. risen.

Singer: impending doom

it sickens me! i stay silenced no more. a despised savior-despise only me. you try and try to obliterate my fathers name

it sickens me! i stay silences no more. send me to the depths of hell

and ill bring back risen souls. despise our savior-just remember

crssk.

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it sickens me! i stay silenced no more. a despised savior-despise only me. you try and try to obliterate my fathers name

it sickens me! i stay silences no more. send me to the depths of hell

and ill bring back risen souls. despise our savior-just remember

nailed. dead. risen.

impending doom

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the grave robber's work

Singer: black dahlia murder, the

the bodies are still stacking up. so i've clipped a few fingers off to get that gold for which i lust from the deadman's bank and trust

to the depths of hell or bust. the blackened bits of exhumed evidence embedded neath my fettered fingernails

it's but a smallish part of what our dirty work entails. come dance with me

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the bodies are still stacking up. so i've clipped a few fingers off to get that gold for which i lust from the deadman's bank and trust

to the depths of hell or bust. the blackened bits of exhumed evidence embedded neath my fettered fingernails

it's but a smallish part of what our dirty work entails. come dance with me

the grave robber's work

black dahlia murder, the

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