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Hate in its purest form, nostalgic memories of my Epitaph, written in blood for all those left- left to deny Recreate for destruction, Retrace your steps What mistakes have we made today Killing our future, an accident makes everything ok Fearful eyes watching in horrified awe, turn astray Smoldering shells caressing the ground, their lives justly taken away Recreate for destruction, Retrace your steps What mistakes have we made today Killing our future, an accident makes everything ok |
| We're so blind, even with two fucking eyes We can't see, smell, hear, feel, or taste Until its all in the past, what a mess What a fucking mess We're just useless mass adding to what's wrong We can't realize until our lives are gone Recreate for destruction, Retrace your steps What mistakes have we made today Killing our future, an accident makes everything ok We're so blind, even with two fucking eyes We can't see, smell, hear, feel, or taste Until its all in the past, what a mess What a fucking mess |
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Sophisticated bastards Laugh away, laugh away While you and the world fade away Still there's so much to say. So much off the subject So odd yet still normal, wrapped in chains Curiosity seems to be what's most important Leave it up to the poor to feed the poor Blinded by so much greed Forgetting your first priority |
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| (Shepard) Leading his flock, blissfully ignorant sheep (Shelter) Eroding the rocks, society we cannot keep (Savior) Pretending to cure, watching you fall from the skies (Slaughter) Turning man against man, victorless battle of lies Entrancing fantasy- scorched black earth Leaving his children in their time of rebirth Summoning evil from every bowel of Hell Abandoning followers at that moment, when he fell Get down on your knees, worship (nothingness) Ask for blind guidance from this (bastard son) Enslaved by the lies, false hopes, and (dreams) of halos, purity and a beautiful release Spurting blood, with every sinking stake My mallet seals, humanities fate Strung high above, naked and torn We shall kill once more when your king is reborn Get down on your knees, worship (nothingness) Ask for blind guidance from this (bastard son) Enslaved by the lies, false hopes, and (dreams) of halos, purity and a beautiful release Reap his loss, cry over his pain Thick trails of holiest blood, lead to the end Carry your burden, as they have Crowned with lies, crucified in sin Eternal damnation, for your mortal Godsend |
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Strangle yourself, make a game of your life Pretend that you're going to be alright Cut yourself and cut as deep as you can Another life, Another dead Wake up and be tortured dont breathe for yourself Because in war, you're there to die Torture, strangle, cut, and shoot at yourself Another life, Another dead You're like a cop dog, used for protection (alone) Another tool, make your prediction (unknown) You're like a cop dog, used for protection (alone) Another tool, make your prediction By the time you learn its all too late Everything you do is for the first time Robots programmed, specifically to kill Your last step, your last breath Caged in animals we do as we will Do as you will A loss unprevented A game never rejected A thing we all predicted Live in this war to die |
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| Take a map and draw in your lines Separations of different kinds Take a map and draw in your fucking lines Separations of different kinds And your dead Were all fucking dead Lie to us tell us were all united A way to keep us all fucking guided On a wrong path for being blinded Is separation something that we die for There is no erasable imaginary line All these signs of peace in our erasable minds Lie to us tell us were all united A way to keep us all fucking guided On a wrong path of being blinded Is separation what we fucking die for There is no erasable imaginary line All these signs of peace in our erasable minds |
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