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Fit for an Autopsy
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Murder in the First
Dear devil, we tried to move them We had all the facts They just overruled them Slaves to the gods they see in the mirror Self inflicted prisoners Alone for another winter, cold forever
Take everything from them They are nothing but a pile of possessions Empty underneath the rubble Lost in their seflish transgressions Godless
Bigot nations, cursed at birth Wealth to wastleands Murder in the first
Pencil pushers and prescription poppers Take two and call me when you're numb Or when your mind succumbs
Worship your workshops Like thoughtless fucking pigeons with your heads cut off Twitching in a foolish fucking rhythm
Oh child don't look away I want you to watch the world die 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 I gave up on living We should all give death a try
Every last soul, cast into the fire Watch them burn alive Halos and horns We war the mark of the beast like a crown of thorns Halos and horns We weave a masterpiece of deceit and scorn
Oh child don't look away I want you to watch the world die I gave up living We should all give death a try Every last soul, cast into the fire Watch them burn alive
Dear devil, I fucking quit You can have this world, it's a piece of shit Dear devil, I fucking quit You can have this world, it's a piece of shit
Every last soul, cast into the fire Watch them burn alive
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