| This is an invitation
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| I am the rebirth of disease
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| I am the son of disaster
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| There is a new day at hand for us all
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| For us all
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| This is in memory of what never was
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| But shoul’ve been
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| We you walked away
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| You gave up on everything
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| Never forget
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| Never forgive
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| Never repeat the past
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| No bother praying
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| No one can save you from yourself
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| No one
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| There is nothing left of progress
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| Nothing left to morn
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| Everything you thought you loved has died
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| Love has died
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| God still loves us
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| But is nowhere to be found
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| Broken promises of deliverance
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| Truth and justice aren’t an an option
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| No one can save what’s left of yourself
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| Don’t repent for your «sins»
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| No one can make birds sing again
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| There is nothing scared in this world?
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| The guilty and innocent hang me same
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| Deliver us
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| We dance on the ashes and piss on the bodies
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| Every building left will be adorned
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| With inverted crosses
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| Signs that say
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| Why, lord, have you abandoned us
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| Why lord, have you abandoned us?
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| Why, lord?
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| There is noting left of progress
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| Nothing left to mourn
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| Everything you thought you loved has died
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| Love has died
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| God still loves us
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| But is nowhere to be found
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| Broken promises of deliverance
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| Deliver us
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| Witness and learn |