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Lyrics Submitted By: Schizo (haha)
 
Emotions inside us troubling,
The hatred inside us escalating,
The sickness inside us keeps us weak,
The masses inside of us suffering they are bleeding,
The calling inside us sick with greed,
The voice calling to us deafening we're not listening
 
Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Swat at the flies omit disgust
 
The leaders inside us posturing,
The pollution inside of us suffocating me,
The science inside us menacing
The will that's inside of us its dying end is coming
 
Cannot receive the obvious
Line up cattle and cut the necks
Drain us of life and cleanse the mess
 
Wash me off inside, wash me off inside
 
We're killing ourselves killers
Goddamn we fucked up the circumstance,
Too late to save us from ourselves,
Callous minds against trust and confidence
Too late to give a damn now
Too late to save us from ourselves, too late to make it all go away,
Too late to beg pardons from the mother, too late to give a damn
 
Now we'll sit and wait
 
Wait wait for the coming, of the end
Wait for the coming the killing the ending the plight of man
Deserving no mercy expelling by god's hand,
It's okay the ending it's over no more pain
 
Emotion the hatred the sickness the calling
 

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