| Rott in our scar break down the wretched worms,
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| Like crying children licking their wounds,
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| Heartless like disease ravaging the world around you,
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| Not committed to knowing the truth,
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| Rejected from the out stars of the outskirts of life,
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| Regret recall the fortitude of pain regurgitated insane,
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| The last one laughs cries and calls out his name.
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| Cry conflict-ion inflict rejection of this denied of christ in vomit,
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| This because belief is covet more than studies have ever shown,
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| Thus your deity cry running fierce the end of the big shot coming,
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| know this year no desire could ever warrant this history of disease,
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| A plague famine rejected consciousness the human race on its knees,
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| Flagging for the end of the world mission accomplished defined it,
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| To know it reject it
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| And love it the cross disease cross disease, love the faking ejected christ in
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| vomit Nothing recalls endless toil, breaking wounds i solve it calling arms
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| denied a future Stupidity, rules the day for all to see a simple form of
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