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Scenes From Hell - Sigh |
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Live on the hunted lives, |
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Hunted lives forgotten and untold, |
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No reason why, no need to cry, |
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(It's) in my blood and (it's) in your blood, |
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Poison in my vein, I'm striving in vain, |
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Torture, killing, fear and pain, |
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(It's) in my blood and (It's) in your blood. |
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A life to be sold becomes a death to be sold, |
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For the ones to hold the bloody holy grail, |
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When the supreme fear prevails, |
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Our false messiah fails, |
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We all will face the fate that is force-fed, |
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We dine on death, |
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Then we feast on famine, |
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We live on lies, |
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In the blood to which we bow, |
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Death we devour, |
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Corpses we consume, |
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We wait on our blood, |
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To our blood we all bow. |
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The beast within never dies, |
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(The) scenes from hell we sell; |
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Sins we sell, the scenes from hell, |
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Our tears to be shed, |
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And the punishment we all are fed, |
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Sins we sell, the scenes from hell, |
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It'll never go away, |
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(The) scenes from hell we sell; |
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Sins we sell, the scenes from hell, |
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Our fears we're fed, |
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To the trap we all are led, |
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Sins we sell, the scenes from hell; |
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(Even) your death is their bait, |
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Facing the fate, facing their hate, |
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You can't refuse it, you can't choose it, |
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When our God is there to abuse it, |
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Burning is my tongue, |
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Burning is my tomb, |
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Burning are my eyes, |
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Burning are my dreams, |
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The hunted humanity, a savage in sanity, |
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It's written in my story, the blood-covered glory; |
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I am proud of, I'll never let them rest in peace, |
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It's a peace in my pain, It's the greed in my vein, |
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To feed my pain, My pain is my stain, |
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See the scenes from hell we sell |
