ACTIVATING HISTORICAL FEEDS

Death from above
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Wait the final moment of the sound that kills
wait the breath that tears out our shattered lungs.
Wait the coming gifts of heaven; hellward bombs
wait the silence that takes our hopes away.

My apologies to God for another lost follower
my apologies to a life where no one lives!
My apologies as I trample upon your existance
but I'm not sorry for the death I give!

I fear my fear, I see; I see my fear, I fear
I fear my fear, I see; I see my fear, I fear

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Bringing to you, live and in concert hall
bringing to you bullets, pain, and the city will fall!
Bringing to you all that we can sow
Bringing unto you, we reap you too!

Finality to all, we've got no mercy left
finality to all; right here, right now!
Finality to all; pray for your final breath
final curtain call, time to take your bow!

I fear my fear, I see; I see my fear, I fear
I fear my fear, I see; I see my fear, I fear

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I!
(have no fear)
I!
(have no hate)
I!
(have no life)
I!
(will subjegate)

Now!
(is the time)
Now!
(is the place)
Now!
(is the moment)
Now!
(to be erased)

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Only you (the dead) have seen the end of war.

DEACTIVATE HISTORICAL FEEDS

01/19/2010