

Bring on the bloodin the new world, we've been waiting for the grave we're eternally making to devour us, strip flesh from bone maybe then blood reclaims its throneBring on the blood
children screaming from being gutted and now the city streets are flooded the red it blinds burns out the eyes now your deaf from 6 billion cries
your bones explode eardrums pop eyes they burst
your flesh wil drown
its getting red this is the hour blood reclaims the dead
plead and beg for what never comes immune to knives immune to guns hide in shadows to spite the sun


White Power MattYou sent me a message on myspace Talking about your perfect race blond tri hawk and baby blue eyes i raped your ass, now you like guysWhite Power Matt
thats cool


intentionshow many ways can intention drive to faith without a glimpse of life to help you set a pace no one seems to careintentions
how long you've been on the road the pressure only mounts as the friction quickly grows potential goes ignored until failure has diminished because anything we end
has to start with this
we never had the choice just what we called a dream
an opprotunity (if you will) our (my) only chance i watch it fade away not the ship, but the land


headlines: lights outsilence in the streetlight, tears and bloodshed a lower class family waiting to be fed errend boy's detour down a dark ally and this was his last time ever to be seenheadlines: lights out
next days headlines spoke of the latest trade in more ways then one, entertainment for humanity and i ask you just what happened
to this "one nation" that claims to be united united into groups but divided just above the roots united, divided, its all the same when the lghts are gone united, divided, its all the same once we are gone
silence in the streetlight, gr
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I smile sick somethin' fierce
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human speech is not audible to us
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I smile sick somethin' fierce
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At times we feel small when we look up at the sky and see the clouds floating by or when we look over the city we live in; however, we soon see how enormous our world is when we have another to share it with another.
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human speech is not audible to us
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I smile sick somethin' fierce
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human speech is not audible to us
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At times we feel small when we look up at the sky and see the clouds floating by or when we look over the city we live in; however, we soon see how enormous our world is when we have another to share it with another.
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human speech is not audible to us
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