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Blind-folded and gagged, stood waiting<br />With the whole world: my firing squad<br />At the edge of the world I'm faced out<br />Staring the sun right in the eye<br /><br />Vultures circle above, hyenas mocking the kill<br />Excrement drooling down their chins<br />Atop the cliffs I look down, into the starving Hell-mouth<br />The rabid foam crashes hard on it's teeth<br />Their mouth's salivate<br />Fantasizing my gruesome ending<br />This world looks down upon<br />A man who can stand on his own two feet<br />As they're feeding their guns: "ready, aim"<br />They say I'll live, if I die for their cause<br />Living under the rule of fellow Cro-Magnon fool<br />They fear who leads and will kill to stay still<br />Their mouth's salivate<br />Fantasizing my gruesome ending<br />This world looks down upon<br />A man who can stand on his own two feet<br />Without eating from their claws<br />Life feels like Hell should<br />But this Hells so cold<br />Pull another knife out<br />Stick it with rest of them<br />When my back is full<br />Turn me around to face it<br />Such melancholy, burning the stars from skies<br />As we melt, drowning inside their bloodied eyes<br />Hope is ravaged, running from lacerations<br />Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die<br />Die,Die,Die,Die<br /><br />Die,Die,Die,Die<br />Life feels like Hell should<br />But this Hells so cold<br />Pull another knife out<br />Stick it with rest of them<br />When my back is full<br />Turn me around to face it<br />Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die
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Blind-folded and gagged, stood waiting<br />With the whole world: my firing squad<br />At the edge of the world I'm faced out<br />Staring the sun right in the eye<br /><br />Vultures circle above, hyenas mocking the kill<br />Excrement drooling down their chins<br />Atop the cliffs I look down, into the starving Hell-mouth<br />The rabid foam crashes hard on it's teeth<br />Their mouth's salivate<br />Fantasizing my gruesome ending<br />This world looks down upon<br />A man who can stand on his own two feet<br />As they're feeding their guns: "ready, aim"<br />They say I'll live, if I die for their cause<br />Living under the rule of fellow Cro-Magnon fool<br />They fear who leads and will kill to stay still<br />Their mouth's salivate<br />Fantasizing my gruesome ending<br />This world looks down upon<br />A man who can stand on his own two feet<br />Without eating from their claws<br />Life feels like Hell should<br />But this Hells so cold<br />Pull another knife out<br />Stick it with rest of them<br />When my back is full<br />Turn me around to face it<br />Such melancholy, burning the stars from skies<br />As we melt, drowning inside their bloodied eyes<br />Hope is ravaged, running from lacerations<br />Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die<br />Die,Die,Die,Die<br /><br />Die,Die,Die,Die<br />Life feels like Hell should<br />But this Hells so cold<br />Pull another knife out<br />Stick it with rest of them<br />When my back is full<br />Turn me around to face it<br />Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die
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