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Seventeen
03:09
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Tonight I'm burning down your alter
And everything that brought us here
Raking my body over a splintered world
To help you understand the things that you once feared
You put your faith in anything
Bending your knees underneath a porcelain dream
I've been screaming in protest for years
But no one's fucking listening
And I was right there with you
Under your cross, praying for death
And I was right there with you
Masked with medicine and shortsighted views
The march of a million dead telling you
"This is the way"
Carving out your numbered days
On the lids of waiting graves
What if I drowned the same way that you saved me?
Breathing death into my mouth
A coward's lie was never meant to break me
Throwing bricks from inside a glass house
And I was right there with you
Under your cross, praying for death
And I was right there with you
Masked with medicine and shortsighted views
2,000 years of deceit
Cast over the eyes
Of you and me
And as the chorus of the choir
Sings me to sleep
I'll bear the burden of your suffering
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Death as a Language
02:15
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Gnawing
At the cage that you forced me into
Teeth to the bone
I'll rest when the reaper finds you
So I can die alone
Another night repressed
In a factory home
Fate signed and sealed
Since the day that I was born
No redress
No redress
I can't comprehend
When death is your only language
Another spirit born
Into misery
Chained to the grave
Spreading the human disease
I won't stop
Until I'm finally freed
Generations of nameless faces
Forced into hell to rot behind rusty fences
A holocaust from a broken tradition
It's senseless
But I won't let you have me
Stripped down for your waiting teeth
But I won't let you fucking have me
To know the end will never justify the means
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The Welcoming Parade
02:53
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Juvenile eyes with old despair
Stealing our innocence
Without wiping away the tears
Blind to the pain
Through the eyes of western guilt
Hands outstretched to our captors
Trapped in the walls they build
We are all bearing witness to the crime
Watching under the guise of goodwill
Selling tribal wounds as ammo
Hoisting crosses in the place of transgression
I'm done
An ego built on what you can't prove
Half lies and quarter truths
And dread
We are all dead
We are all dead
Years of smiling at a rising sun
Abandoned
Dressed in chains
No trumpets, no folded flags
Just a ceremony of death
Marching in your name
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Railroad Time
03:02
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I tried to let it go
But it's happening again
Another swing at the sun
Another night of shame
Cutting myself open
To find inspiration
Sharpen your teeth
(We all have our own war to win)
Just a simple change
To slow the flames as it burns at both ends
Sucking the venom
Out of bruising veins
My reparation
I will never wash away the stains
I'm running on railroad time again
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