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Perdition grows from within
A feeling that bubbles up under the skin
A blister
A cancer called the state
Black rags, a funeral garb
The kids are marching, a call to arms
Circle every A
Circle every A
I’ll pray for your machines
Guided by fear which threatens their dreams
Keep them well fed, make sure nothing's learned
We see by the light of the bridges we burn
Black rags, a funeral garb
The kids are marching, a call to arms
Circle every A
Circle every A
Cut out the cancer, dead romans everywhere
They feed the soil
Cut out the cancer, dead romans everywhere
They feed the soil, dead romans
They’ve been dead for sometime and now their flesh will follow
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Don't Look Up
02:29
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Silence this dissent with a badge and a vest
And a shiny little gun in case things get tense
Quiet down boy, hands over your head
Every word you say wrapped around your neck
The only god you’ll ever need is the god of greed
The only god you’ll ever need.
Don’t you pray to a god who doesn’t care
Looking up in the sky, he sure ain’t there
Another war, a poor boy’s life
All on account of the stars and stripes
The only god you’ll ever need is the god of greed
The only god you’ll ever need.
The coffin shuts, covered with sand
There’s blood in my eyes, there's blood on your hands
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God Heroin
02:23
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You let the needle find its way under her skin
Just give her back and I’ll carry the weight of her sin
God show your fucking face to me
The only thing you’ve done is let her slip away
I won't bow down at your feet
I’m beginning to think your king is nothing but a thief
I won't bow down at your feet
I’m beginning to think your king is nothing but a thief
I was too busy chasing ghosts out of my head
I was too busy sending my friends to hospital beds
I was too busy chasing ghosts out of my head
Spent the whole night putting my friends into hospital beds
I hope you’re proud. You let her drown.
I hope you’re proud. You left her buried in the ground.
Give her back
Give her back, coward
I hope you know on the night they laid her in the ground
I tried to bury you instead.
She should be smiling right now.
And you should be dead.
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Confessor's Tongue
02:22
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Does your mind ever feel too big for its home?
Substance abuse to escape the ropes.
Push me some more, the limits low
Until my jaw bites and crushes bone.
I’ll run until my feet bleed
But the problems define me
I’ll lie until my tongue dries
But the words always find me.
I’ll cut my tongue out in the confessional.
I’ll cut my tongue out.
Sleepless nights, my days are hell now
Starting to feel that I’d be happier hellbound
Searching for ways to make this trip quicker
And all I’ve found are ways to get sicker
An empty bottle won’t get me there
It’ll put me to sleep or it’ll land me in jail
If as above is so below
Then heaven’s a bust and hell’s just a show
I’ll run, I’ll run, I’ll run
I’ll run until my feet bleed
But the problems define me
I’ll lie until my tongue dries
But the words always find me.
I’ll cut my tongue out in the confessional.
So your lord can never hear
If my prayers are never answered
Then I’ll live in fear.
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Traitor to the Cause
02:39
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How can a man born in the belly of the beast
Be any more than a mirror of what he’s seen?
For the love of god get these men a drink
They’re starting to rise up, starting to think
Gather the troops, set out to the street
Take what you can, kill everything you see.
Give me my chains, something to break
Keep my feet on the ground, my heart in a cage
Give me one melody
Something to sing when it gets hard to breathe
Hate me, rape me, make me a traitor
Hate me, rape me, make me a traitor to the cause
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The new disciple, a chemical incision
The drugs speak to ears that will listen
The acid scriptures weren’t heaven sent
I only hear god when you dose the sacrament
I am the horse you led to holy water
Now beat me until I drink
I am the horse you led to holy water
Now beat me till I drink
As we delight in the hymn
The new gods delight in our violent end
All that’s left is bones
Of the old god that once roamed
This world belongs to our lies
We will lie with our kind
This world belongs to our lies
We will lie with our kind in the dirt
Father, deceiver
Sewn his sins into my flesh
Mother, revealer
The hypocrisy of your holiness
I am the horse you led to holy water
Now beat me until I drink
I am the horse you led to holy water
Now beat me till I drink
The new gods are violent
New god, violence
The new gods are violent
New god, violence
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I used to swear to god i was gonna change the world
Now I’d rather settle for a line of pretty pearl
I used to think the devil and your god were inside
Warring for the high ground in my mind
One shot to go, five rounds, six chances at life
Only one of us is getting out of here alive
The past, the present, only future remains
To welcome the victor of this gunmetal game
I used to fall asleep or at least blackout content
Now intrusive thoughts rage inside of my head
It's kill or be killed in this forest of mine
Only one of us is getting out of here alive
None of you are my friends any more
I’ll rent out my nights, my time as a whore.
Shots heard from the forest filling the night
Only one of us is getting out of here alive
Which one of us is the beast of the wood?
Which one of my thoughts is the one that means good?
Which one of my faces should i wear tonight?
Only one of us is getting out of here alive.
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