| This is our call — to see these idols fall
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| Drag them out into the light — let fate devour whole
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| This is your fault, you fool of faith untrue
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| That we should face the grave with such a blackened view
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| (This pain is true) we see the damage done
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| In the eyes of those turning away
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| Save your plea for the day that we suffer the wake of this treason
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| Rain like fire descending upon us in holy resolve
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| (Upon this ground)
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| Hollow name of five encircled frame
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| Deception incarnate — receive my vow of hate
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| (This pain is true) see how the blood will run
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| In the eyes of those turning away
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| Save your plea for the day that we suffer the wake of this treason
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| Rain like fire descending upon us in holy resolve
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| (Upon this ground)
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| Save your plea for the day that we suffer the wake of this treason
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| Rain like fire descending upon us in holy resolve
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| (Upon this ground)
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| We see the damage done, resounding desecration
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| We see the damage done, blackened insurrection
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| Suppress the pain of mind as long as you can bear
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| And feel the desperation clawing from within
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| They say the truth is found when hell is at your doorstep
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| You’d better pray to see that time come to pass
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| Save your plea for the day that we suffer the wake of this treason
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| Rain like fire descending upon us in holy resolve
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| (Upon this ground)
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| Save your plea for the day that we suffer the wake of this treason
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| Rain like fire descending upon us in holy resolve
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| (Upon this ground) |