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There is blood on our hands tonight

So this is where the world lies behind the son of man, now go

Sell your soul

For this world will offer nothing

Well I have invented angels of my own

They are false and untrue

Crawling, cowering they still my shroud

When I swear from the blazing son above

Uncovered, so shall I fall

This is where my bones will rest

In the desert of forsakeness

Watch your back cause the sky is turning black

Don’t listen, for I will make you a liar

Closed off by crossed arms

There is no worship here

So put your foot down

So quick to eject and reject

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