| If these hands would only kill
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| They’d cleanse the world with its own blood
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| They’d cleanse the world, if these hands would only kill
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| These hand should cleanse your soul of the lust and the greed of this world
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| And they call me a fool as they do so well
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| Destroy the morality none have known for so long if ever at all
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| And I would lay down my life to birth a new generation of a righteous culture
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| To a people I could proudly love and cherish
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| For that’s all I’ve ever asked for and been deprived of
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| Not a tear for those of flesh
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| Not a stayed hand for a world that prostitutes itself
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| Not a minute more of degeneration
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| Words cannot express my disappointment
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| Words cannot express my disapproval
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| So I hate
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| I hate a world that’s capable of triumph
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| Do I stand idly by and let this world disintegrate
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| This world will pass away, and my emotions with it
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| Why should I strive for acceptance and peace of mind
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| A Profound Hatred of Man |