Take a deep breath
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'Cause it all Starts now
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When you pull the fuckin' pin
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The shrapnel burns as it tears into your skin
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Ever wonder what it takes
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to be crushing in your face
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This is what its like when
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It happens every God damn Day
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Violence is a way of life
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Shards of life
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Like confetti in the air
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The flesh storm grows
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As it breeds despair
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You hear the screams
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in the distance, fighting the resistance
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Not cries of war
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These are just the sounds of pain
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Its all just psychotic devotion
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manipulated with no discretion
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[Solo]
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Killing takes time
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it is now a main event
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The cameras are hard
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for the daily bloodshed
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Like a junkie
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Hungry for a fix of anything
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The media devours and feasts upon the inhumane
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Violence is a way of life
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It's also fuckin' clear
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we can never coincide
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select your dreams of genocide
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All the venom aside
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Pour it on the arcane
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In times of war everything
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is bound by pain.
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It's all just psychotic devotion
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Manipulated with no discretion
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Warfare knows no compassion
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thrives with no evolution
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Unstable minds
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exacerbate unrest....fear peace.
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[Solos]
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There's no future
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The world is dead
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So save that last
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Bullet for your head
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Only the fallen have won
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Because the fallen can't run
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My vision's not obscure
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For war there is no cure
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So hear the only law
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Man can't admit for someone else's cause
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It's all just psychotic devotion
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Manipulated with no discretion
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It's all just psychotic devotion
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Manipulated with no discretion
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Flesh Storm
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| The Thirty Years War |
