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To The Grave
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5. Yves - DIM
To The Grave - Die, Rise
Die, Rise
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The tremors have ended
We came with proof, we aim and shoot
Even if they surrendered
Cough up your sickness, right in their faces
Lions paced in circles of blood, open their cages
Let them feed
I've been to hell
I've been to hell and sat down with the devil
Watched as God commanded children to pick up their weapons
Ripping wings feather by feather from the backs of his angels
Caught a glimpse of the heavens then dragged off by hooks through their ankles
Lowered down in their cages
Holy flesh branded, exposed to radiation
Hooks hang them in their places, bring the blades in
Even the thickest skin can be penetrated
Time to meet your new Satan
Brothers and sisters, better hold your blade close
Speak up heroes, you'll be hung by your haloes
"Gored by the horn of the goat, we'll slit your throat
And paint red every fucking rainbow
We'll
Sew your lips so you may not speak up
Saw your hands so you may not reach out
Take your tongues for even thinking of being loud
Give them something new and real to complain about"
Can you hear them laughing?
Vultures watching the nest, scanning for heartbeats
Told me they'd kill twice as many as I tried to save
It will be mourning no matter the time of day
Wolves drenched in sheep flesh, these rejects
They preach love but to them, love means death
Lay the traps for the termites
Spray the rats, still they survive
Accelerate extinction
Detonate dead systems
If the devil built an army, heaven's not where he'd send them
7 horns, 8 eyes, 9 tails
And the ten of swords will drop
We're all doomed to rot
Nailed to a cross
The final song is sung
Black my lungs
Kings cower in their kingdoms
Gods hide up in their heavens
Paved all the hospitals to put up a prison
Oh well, turn the blade on yourself
Your wife and children
Godspeed reaper
Sharpen your cleaver
Then swing, swing, swing life away,
Death, death, death came in waves
(Solo: Simioni)
We'll
Sew your lips so you may not speak up
Saw your hands so you may not reach out
Take your tongues for even thinking of being loud
Give them something new and real to complain about"
Girls are gathered to watch the boys be butchered
Covered in guts of the gods slain and prey slaughtered
The ones they swore to protect are all dead now
We left the hellhounds to guard the hen house
After all
We were lied to from the start
After all
They said “you can trust us, keep moving, don't make any sudden stops.
Come forth, confess the sickness you suffer from, suffer from”
Told us to spread our wings so it was easy to cut em off, cut em off
After all
"It's only when you fall that you learn how to fly"
Yet we fell to our deaths
Made our mark on the pavement
Swallow a bullet, the only way to save them
Cannot sorry away the pain we gave them
Goodbye cruel world
I will return
Give up on us
Give up on you
Give up on all
They may not ever understand
Wash us clean in the blood of the lamb
We came with proof, we aim and shoot
Even if they surrendered
Cough up your sickness, right in their faces
Lions paced in circles of blood, open their cages
Let them feed
I've been to hell
I've been to hell and sat down with the devil
Watched as God commanded children to pick up their weapons
Ripping wings feather by feather from the backs of his angels
Caught a glimpse of the heavens then dragged off by hooks through their ankles
Lowered down in their cages
Holy flesh branded, exposed to radiation
Hooks hang them in their places, bring the blades in
Even the thickest skin can be penetrated
Time to meet your new Satan
Brothers and sisters, better hold your blade close
Speak up heroes, you'll be hung by your haloes
"Gored by the horn of the goat, we'll slit your throat
And paint red every fucking rainbow
We'll
Sew your lips so you may not speak up
Saw your hands so you may not reach out
Take your tongues for even thinking of being loud
Give them something new and real to complain about"
Can you hear them laughing?
Vultures watching the nest, scanning for heartbeats
Told me they'd kill twice as many as I tried to save
It will be mourning no matter the time of day
Wolves drenched in sheep flesh, these rejects
They preach love but to them, love means death
Lay the traps for the termites
Spray the rats, still they survive
Accelerate extinction
Detonate dead systems
If the devil built an army, heaven's not where he'd send them
7 horns, 8 eyes, 9 tails
And the ten of swords will drop
We're all doomed to rot
Nailed to a cross
The final song is sung
Black my lungs
Kings cower in their kingdoms
Gods hide up in their heavens
Paved all the hospitals to put up a prison
Oh well, turn the blade on yourself
Your wife and children
Godspeed reaper
Sharpen your cleaver
Then swing, swing, swing life away,
Death, death, death came in waves
(Solo: Simioni)
We'll
Sew your lips so you may not speak up
Saw your hands so you may not reach out
Take your tongues for even thinking of being loud
Give them something new and real to complain about"
Girls are gathered to watch the boys be butchered
Covered in guts of the gods slain and prey slaughtered
The ones they swore to protect are all dead now
We left the hellhounds to guard the hen house
After all
We were lied to from the start
After all
They said “you can trust us, keep moving, don't make any sudden stops.
Come forth, confess the sickness you suffer from, suffer from”
Told us to spread our wings so it was easy to cut em off, cut em off
After all
"It's only when you fall that you learn how to fly"
Yet we fell to our deaths
Made our mark on the pavement
Swallow a bullet, the only way to save them
Cannot sorry away the pain we gave them
Goodbye cruel world
I will return
Give up on us
Give up on you
Give up on all
They may not ever understand
Wash us clean in the blood of the lamb
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