SMELLS LIKE DEATH TO ME I see your celebrations the dance of final days The ending of an era is laughing at our ways We’re so full of self worship We’ve lost the will to see You think this is a victory It smells like death to me Your lust is finally reigning Your will uncircumcised Your god is cold and broken You do not realize The door is quickly closing You cursed your destiny You smile at your winning’s They smell like death to me You party into midnight so glad of your conceit that hides the silent killer who you are soon to meet Calamity is waking and you will never see The end is now approaching that smells like death to me Words, music, audio recording & video © John Brusseau, 7/21/2025
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SMELLS LIKE DEATH TO ME
Cursed Is Man who Trusts In Man
Jul 21, 2025
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