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If there was a single day I could live .. A single breath I could take I'd trade all the others away The blood's on the wall So you'd might as well just forget it And bleach out the stains, commit to forgetting it You're better off empty and blank ThEn left with a single pathetic trace of this Smother another failure, lay this to rest Console yourself, you're better alone Destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck Absorb yourself, you're better alone Destroy yourself I'll chain you to the truth For the truth shall set you free I'll turn the screws of vengeance and bury you with honesty I'll make all your dreams come to life Then slay them as quickly as they came Smother another failure, lay this to rest Console yourself, you're better alone Destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck Absorb yourself, you're better alone Destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck Failure If there was a day I could live If there was a single breath I could take I'd trade all the others away |
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Privileged, a chosen few Blessed with our time in hell Witness a divine vision, the day we all fell still Rapture of the dying age, a shattered hourglass Wrath of the warring gods and so this too shall pass It's only getting worse Not worth a moment's regret Each dawn another curse Every breath a twisting blade What will be left behind in the ashes of the wake? An ill wind blows this way The edge of the envelope burns Forbearance and my vengance Payment for your intent Fear and death in the wings In thrall of those fallen from grace Petty is as petty does Witness the mass disgrace (Fear and death in the wings In thrall of those fallen from grace Petty is as petty does Witness the mass disgrace) God forbid you read the signs Watch for meanings between the lines Gehenna has now arrived No hindsight for the blind Your trust has been misplaced Believed the lies told to your face Became another casualty and now it's too late You finally made it home Draped in the flag that you fell for And so it goes The ashes of the wake It's only getting worse ... |
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| 3:40 |
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Now you've got something to die for.
Infidel, Imperial Lust for blood, a blind crusade Apocalyptic, we count the days. Bombs to set the people free, blood to feed the dollar tree Flags for coffins on the screen, oil for the machine Army of the liberation, gunpoint indoctrination The fires of sedition Fulfill the prophecy. Now you've got something to die for. Send the children to the fire, sons and daughters stack the pyre Stoke the flame of the empire, live to lie another day Face of hypocrisy, raping democracy Apocalyptic, we count the days. We'll never get out of this hole until we've dug our own grave And drug the rest down with us, the burning home of the brave Burn Now you've got something to die for |
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Witness shame's parade The pain of blame repaid It's fucking hopeless Accutsations and denial Hopeless ... demon of another day Colorless ... stoned, solide grey Emptiness ... of promises I made So faithless ... the tenants long betrayed Walk the faded line, cursed crawl of time Silence, the only promise ever kept Familiar touch, a titual to numb the cut Salvation in vice Anguish is realizing what could have been, but never was It's emptiness that fills the cup Devotion in the method of my fall Pointless ...futility continuing Endless .. flowing corrupted vein. Walk the faded, cursed crawl of time It's fucking hopeless Hopeless |
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[Intro] Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both For a wounded man shall say to his assalent "If I live I will kill you, if I die you are forgiven" Such is the Rule of Honor Broken the paradigm an example must be set Invoke the Siren's song and sign the death warrant This is what has been wrought for 30 pieces of silver The tongues of men and angels bought by a beloved betrayer [Chorus] I am the result, what's better left unspoken Violence begins to mend, what was broken You've been talking, I've been all ears Words meant to dwell in darkness shall never see the light of day Words can be broken so can bones, execute the mandate Mouth full of dirt your name removed is from the registry St. Peter greets with empty eyes then turns and locks the gate [Chorus] I am the result, what's better left unspoken Violence begins to mend, what was broken You've been talking, I've been all ears Omerta Cheaply venal, stupidly verbose A slip of the tongue, a slit of the throat Six feet under with no marker Keep my name from your mouth forever Free speech for the living, dead men tell no tales Your laughing finger, will never point again Omerta Omerta Sing for me now |
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All of this comes crashing down Cornerstone's gone Sleepless Hopeless No end in sight Ink well has run dry Fill it with blood of the scribe Rest comes easy to the guitless The vampire laments as he prays for the sun Doom, despair, tragedy Are the tool of the trade Cut to the bone, rob the grave Unearth the stone, lay to waste Defile the tome, rip the page Stripe mine the vein, lay to waste Frayed at the edge, flat lined The anvil cracks The hammer Relentlessly comes down A new pariah is born Cut to the bone, rob the grave Unearth the stone, lay to waste Defile the tome, rip the page Stripe mine the vein, lay to waste Chastisement lays you down to sleep Tucks you in with bloody kisses Gifts of nightmares bitter sweet Type A negative shuts me down Catch phrase will be the death of me Is this not what you came to see? What, are you not entertained? Climb the walls 'til nails bleed Rip the hair, tear the seams, break the glass Head in hands, bell tols endlessly No end in sight |
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The eyes of the patriot fixed through the scope The unknowing tyrant walks to the rope Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made A one-gun salute for the new independence day They'll hallow your name They'll hallow your name for your sacrifice The sins of deliverance "So let the wicked perish in the presence of God" The sins of the father atoned by the son Confessions of commitment broken A nail driven for every one (of them) Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made A one-gun salute for the new independence day They'll hallow your name They'll hallow your name for your sacrifice You are the cause, I am the effect Created in hatred, a noose for your neck The eyes of the patriot fixed through the scope The unknowing tyrant walks to the rope They'll hallow your name |
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Endless mornings cut by the dawn razor Whipping the nightmares to a froth Endless questions with no answers No replacement for what's been lost Lost Everything suffocates in the dust of pase, fortunes squandered The empire of lies to whome you pandered Suffer a self-imposed exile, taste the bitter fruits of denial In the presence of greatness the humble can only bow Frost on the breath of life Empty of warmth of light Full of nothing but deprivation Eternal winter Tell me a liewith the best of intetntions Mute in the age of mass communication Dark days lead to darker nights Frozen, out of time Id dies for the blessed ego, the once mighty laid low Frost on the breath of life Empty of warmth or light Full of nothing but deprivation You taught hate, I'll teach you fear Open the eyes, kill despair You tried to squeeze the life from me Son of bitch, I'm going to break you |
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Blank stares from broken men
So withered from the poisons they can't remember when There were once honest resons Pretending I'm still here Justifiy what I've become Sanctify what I've become Amazing disgrace ... (how) sweet the sound that saved a wrtch like me Detter lost if this is found, best blinded never to see The race to save face, nothing now is what we meant it to be Pretending I'm still here It's a system now, intertwined Take your place in the line to be ground by the gears of the masterpiece Betrayal Justifiy what I've become Sanctify what I've become Suffered consequence It's been so long any piece of this made any kind of sense You anoint the kind, I'll burn everything down to ashes You givev, I taken away It's a system now, intertwined Take your place in the line to be ground by the gears of the masterpiece Betrayal |
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We killed a lot of innocent civilians in Baghdad.
To us every civilian was a terrorist in Baghdad. That makes everybody free game, but if they came in our paremeter, we lit'em up. When we would search the corpse, we would find nothing. This took place Time and time again, but that's okay, don't worry about it, because this Is a new type of war, this is an eradication." "Personally I believe we're committing genocide over here, I don't Believe in killing civilians, and I'm not going to kill civilians for The United States Marine Corp |
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The dirty lord of the manor surveys his filthy domain Too many nights raising hell worked a little all too well Constructed a monument to denail and excess Sunk so low, crawled so far back there's nowhere left to regress If these walls could talk, they would tell a horror story Never-ending winter, ciolence and infidelity Shadows fall through broken panes Careless words that are filled with hate Just enough to keep it together, never enough to make it work All the tongues here are forked We are a hailstorm of broken glass, follow the path of least expectance A huge stinking pile of sick Pile it higher and higher Light the match, start the fire Level this place and take us with it Surroundings are irate Crack of dawn brings naught but pain Resentment steadily grows Laughing in the gallows Full throttle determined to fail Pedal to the metal asleep at the wheel We are the lucky ones welcome home Pile it higher and higher Light the match, start the fire Level this place and take us with it Poisoned nerves and bloody antidote Violence is not and aberration, its a rule Dying beyond the pale Your beatings will continue until my morale improves I don't hate you, I'm just removing an enemy Remorse is for the dead, my enemy Remorse is for the dead |
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