| Earthly crown adorns my head
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| A vision of death and my mortality’s end
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| A blood soaked path marks where it began
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| Masses gathered — this is the end
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| The silence so loud, prey on the weak
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| As we spiral down into our graves
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| The future looks grim, children will weep
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| Left alone, how can we be saved?
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| Exit existence, forget me, humanity’s lost
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| With no God in the system, his answer, we nailed to a cross
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| Cold night air filled with sorrow and regret
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| Left alone to ourselves, as a mass, we repent
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| Nailed to a cross / Nailed to it
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| We’ve failed ourselves
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| I see their faces every day
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| And more and more they turn away
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| Fuck it man, live for today
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| I’m sure God hates us anyway
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| Nailed to a cross / Nailed to it
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| If I was him, we’d all be dead
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| The skies burn black, the streets run red
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| This is just what we deserve
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| The time is now — this is the end |