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They said that your scream was heard through the storm. |
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It was a desperate noise that shocked the sky. |
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And they told me about all the holes in your skin. |
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The needles that've been piercing through you. |
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It was a pattern of wounds, in a city that's dead. |
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The blood has to be shed... and wasted. |
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DEATH IS WASTED |
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DEATH IS WASTED |
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Death is wasted on the... |
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Death is wasted on the dead |
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And we want you |
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Psalms are sung but nothing is said |
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Life is killing you |
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They said that this day would hurt your young eyes. |
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And how you shattered from fear, all lame from fright. |
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And they whispered about all the signs that you made. |
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The sound of the last breath that you took. |
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We saw the mother of the dark and a child that was dead. |
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Her milk has to be shed... and wasted. |
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DEATH IS WASTED |
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DEATH IS WASTED |
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Death is wasted on the... |
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Death is wasted on the dead |
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And we want you |
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Psalms are sung but nothing is said |
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Life is killing you |
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DEATH... IS... WA... STED |
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BURN BURN BURN |
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BURN BURN BURN |
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Burn them at the stakes then try to decide |
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When the night shall explode and the day shall hide. |
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We're the ones and you're the night's sons |
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that shall fight this, burn this never to return again. |
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And we want you |
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the glorious ones. |
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Life is killing you |
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Death is wasted on the dead |
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And we want you |
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Psalms are sung but nothing is said |
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Life is killing you |
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Death is wasted |
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And we want you |
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Death is wasted |
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And we want you |
