| I see the empty nothing
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| Burned ground behind we’ve walked
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| Trust those people with words of hope
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| While they scar the death wish in your soul
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| Red our feelings in the wind’s ash
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| Where what we were now burns our flesh
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| Now there’s a war inside me
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| I’m the fallen one
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| Feelings that cover all my heart
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| And still feel so lost
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| Now I don’t know what kind of God has let this done
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| Just stop and burly you hate
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| Ask to your mind what is the aim
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| Ask to your mind what is the aim
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| There is no sense in hit em all
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| Because this hate will kill us all
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| Because this hate will kill us all
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| Devil’s cry in his empty hell
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| Demons flees, now they’re all here
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| If there’s a kind of God
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| For sure refuse us all
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| Now I don’t know what kind of god has let this done
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| Just stop and burly you hate
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| Ask to your mind what is the aim
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| Ask to your mind what is the aim
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| There is no sense in hit 'em all
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| Because this hate will kill us all
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| Because this hate will kill us all
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| For thousands years we’ve trusted in something
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| That could so behind the stars
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| When in one second we’ve stole the throne of God |