| We burn ourselves, Father
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| We turn to despair
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| Why won’t you understand I’m your God?
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| We burn ourselves, Father
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| So we burn
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| Why won’t you understand I’m your God?
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| I see through you and the lies you have created
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| You’re in alliance with the whore, you liar
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| You’ve got to see the extent of my hatred
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| I’d love to see you dead
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| But first there’s time for suffering
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| I’ll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed
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| As many as we are armies
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| As many are the ways to make you see
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| I’ll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed
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| As many as you are harmless
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| As many are the ways to make you see
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| I’ll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed
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| Why can’t you understand I’m your God?!
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| These kisses taste so bitter now
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| My eyes, watering… with pain
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| His fists are clenched around my neck
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| There’s only death in sight
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| All else is gone, in your eyes there’s only death
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| No correction of God could save him
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| Those whoring eyes, the eyes breeding lies
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| Can you still see when I make you go blind?
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| I rip your soul apart, I tear your flesh to pieces
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| The Apocalypse for those who have deceived us
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| I have to kill you to make things right
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| A lead-ballet in a one-way fight
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| I am superior, you’re an insect of God
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| I am the nails, the spear and the crown of thorns
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| The essence of massacre
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| I am the nails, the spear and the crown of thorns
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| The essence of everything
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| You are one of them, you christ-loving feeble sheep
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| And this is why I despise you
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| You are one of them, you christ-loving feeble sheep
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| And this is why I have to kill you
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| Fool
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| On a bed of thorns I lie
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| Let me be the crown, let me be the crown on your son
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| So turn for help, fool
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| So turn for help, fool
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| So turn for help, fool
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| So turn for help
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| Sent to save us
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| Sent to save us
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| Why has God betrayed us?
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| Sent to save us
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| Why won’t you understand?
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| Walk with me, take my hand
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| I’ll walk you through the lies you’ve fed us
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| You are in alliance with the whore, you liar
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| Experience our new order
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| We turn for help, Father
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| We turn for help
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| We turn for help, Father
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| We turn for help
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| Why won’t you understand I’m your God?
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| As many as we are armies
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| I’ll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed |