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« on: February 11, 2008, 01:23:42 AM » |
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HOW MUCH PAIN, SUFFERING AND DEATH
Must occur in your wake of destruction?
We are the ones who accept this future of red stained walls
Denying, while the innocent cry, while they die
We ask the questions, but we never want to find the truth
Winning the game of publicity, fame, and face
Ignoring the truth, that lies beneath our eyes
Free your mind, and deny those lies,
Lest they all fall in the wake of your path
When we arrive at our exit to this life,
Can we all say that we truly believed?
Dying and always waiting for the end,
All right
Fly, fly, away to the horizon,
Some place safe from freedom
Go, go, go away,
Don’t look back, at the mess
You’ve left your people,
And then let them die
It’ll be alright
Its always alright
FUCK
That is fucked, fucked as in the way you’ve left this country, and how the people in it truly feel.
8 years of failure, now, done
Take your fucking step down, and I only hope you don’t get what you have coming on the way back
The crimes you have committed transcend the lies you’ve told
And you lit up the sky
See the innocent die
Dark rain pours down
Into a sea of red
With a smirk and a promise
You led us into the abyss
Lighting up the sky,
Forgetting their lives,
Their lives, and the price
One count, two count,
fuck the count, It’s a count
no one cares
and then you converge with the truth
looking straight into their eyes,
and lie, and let them die
“how do you own disorder?”
it was once asked
tell us.
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