| In this sadness we rot
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| In the graveyard of immortals
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| We’re reborn, we’ve seen the light
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| Of the mourning sun-rise!
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| Hold the curse of mortality
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| Death comes down on the flesh
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| Once we used to be tyrants
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| Now we’re icons of pain and regret
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| Tired faded words that once held identity
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| Embrace now your destiny
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| Lift your wings!
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| Let the drums play louder
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| To the silence beyon our fate
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| There’s bloodshed up there
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| On the cross to celebrate, yea!
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| Our bodies lie cold
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| Inside coffins of gold and silk
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| Once we used to be tyrants
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| Now we’re icons of pain to be burned…
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| Tired faded souls come embrace now your destiny
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| Cast down mortality, lift your wings and be free
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| No death to come, wash away the agony
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| Restore thy identity…
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| Awaken from mortality
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| Let me be your crucified god
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| Million souls to steal
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| By the resurrection machine
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| We hail downfall! |
| we hail the pain!
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| We serve the rain of black tears
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| And blood of the innocent spilled
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| Without us you’ll fade
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| You’ll not remain
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| Cause we’re one blood and soul
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| Of the same machine
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| Let me be your crucified god…
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| We hail downfall! |
| we hail the pain!
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| We serve the rain of black tears
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| And blood of the innocent spilled
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| Without us you’ll fade
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| You’ll not remain
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| Cause we’re one blood and soul
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| Of the same machine
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| Let me be your crucified god… |