Is this justifiable, this is life we lead.
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Blind stares at what we call humanity.
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So afraid to face what has already become of us.
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The dark cloud passed lifetimes ago.
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The ¡°saints¡± drink the blood of their own.
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Your pathetic prayers mean nothing for¡¦
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Our mother is already dead.
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She tried her best but the dirt choked her.
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We raped her, and laughed as we fucked her last chance of survival.
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I sleep on her tears. They keep me awake.
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I fear that closing my eyes might end me.
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But what am I? I¡¯m just a worthless member of a twisted language.
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We all speak this twisted language.
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Is this justifiable? We have raped her, and we are pleasured from this.
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Thinking this progress¡¦ progress stopped lifetimes ago.
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We are raping with this life we lead.
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Everything is all right.
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Lies-the twisted language we all breathe.
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What We Have Become
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| Between The Buried And Me |
