| No science proves the chalice of mankind
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| So drink up drink up
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| The bitter lust of man gargle and spit your black vomit
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| Spit your black vomit
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| Consume the whisper that sounds of cracking whips
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| Do you distort your eyes?
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| The sin stains your flesh
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| Rise
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| To a new day of wreckoning
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| A new day of religious complacency
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| Consume the whispers that sounds of cracking whips
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| I feel the emptiness of thought swallow me whole
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| And I let it drag us down but now I see a light
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| Through the ashes of mankind
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| As bitter as the snakes
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| So holy you hold yourself above the gates
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| Without a glimpse of your soul
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| Your left to waste away
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| No science proves the chalice of mankind so drink up drink up
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| The bitter lust of man gargle and spit your black vomit
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| Black vomit
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| Black vomit
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| Your left to waste away
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| Your left to waste away |