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Band Information
► Artist: Mortal After All
► Song: Let It Be Known
► Genre: Metalcore
► FFO: Spiritbox, Motionless in White, Make Them Suffer
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Bandcamp: mortalafterall.bandcamp.com/album/black-blood

► Credits:
Composers: Hunter Owens, Joseph Grey, Ian Wright, Dillon Kling
Lyrics: Gabriel Perez / Melissa Babson
Producer: Blackplate Productions
Video: Blackplate Productions

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#MortalAfterAll #LetItBeKnown #GhostKillerEntertainment #Metalcore #PostHardcore #Spiritbox #MotionlessInWhite #MakeThemSuffer #TheAmityAffliction #Flyleaf
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Lyrics:
Once upon a…
Long time ago.
I begged for your help,
And yet you let me go.

Down a bottle now just to let it out,
White line paradise just to find peace.
Mental state is at risk by doubt,
Quake in fear as I feel I’m lost again.

By the trauma, I’m bent by the bone,
And yet I shed all dead skin,
Just to be free of this.

Everything’s better when I’m six feet deep.

Every breath I take is failing,
Every scream goes quiet still.
You will never find a way to save me,
My own soul is marked for hell.

I’m still standing in the fire
Of my own forgotten hate.
There is no clear path to heaven,
So I carved road maps in my veins.

There’s a parasite screaming in my brain,
Listen closely, hear what it says (Pull it, pull it, pull it):
“Down the shot just to taste the bullet, (Pull it, pull it, pull it)
Finger on the trigger, no guts, just pull it.”

F*** these thoughts, they’re always there, they make me fing sick.
Pressure’s stacking, joy I’m lacking, every breath I take.
F these thoughts, they’re always there, they make me f***ing sick.
Hope’s dissolving, now evolving, create the perfect sin.

Every breath I take is failing,
Every scream goes quiet still.
You will never find a way to save me,
My own soul is marked for hell.

I’m still standing in the fire
Of my own forgotten hate.
There is no clear path to heaven,
So I carved road maps in my veins.