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Focus on dead color
New found glory made blasphemy
Force fed till we're blue in the face
Father in vain
Keep watchful eye on we
The "young and useless"
For our blood boils with rage
(Expressed in violent cries of mutiny)

All is lost
Angel, angel
Down we will go

Stepping stones and split wrists
A revolving door of opportunity
Vital for our survival
Hold your breath
Anchored to all that is sacred and holy
And it makes me fucking sick
To see how well behaved
You all can be
Kill the worth, kill all feeling
A facade to caonquer and sell you fear
Kill the heart
An unconscious death is the fate and fall
Of all living mortals
Because we are doomed

The faith won't set you free

Lyrics submitted by pence is god

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