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Seize the darkened day, there's only Hell to pay.
And no left to see this prodigal return.
Sweet apathy's black toll, you'll mourn the traded soul.
I'll dig a deeper hole, sanctity a breath away.
Just a breath away.
Blacken the cursed sun,
You're not the only one.
To have sunk so far and low,
There is no tomorrow.
A tragedy on display, a sickness for all to see,
I will kill this part of myself that I hate
And that I see in you.
It was always mine anyways,
There's somethings you can't take away.
I choose not to feel a thing,
Sanctity a breath away.
Just a breath away.
Blacken the cursed sun,
You're not the only one.
To have sunk so far and low,
There is no tomorrow.
Blacken the cursed sun,
Blacken what's yet to be done.
Blacken because now you know,
There is no tomorrow.
You're just a breath away. [x2]
Better to die quick, fighting on your feet,
Then to live forever, begging on your knees.
Begging on your, begging on your
Begging on your knees
Can we still be saved?
Hell, no!
Does your God hold a place for us?
Hell, no!
Is there time to repent?
Hell, no!
Will we rise from the dead?
Hell, no!
Can these sins even be forgiven?
Hell, no!
Is there still hope for us?
Hell, no!
Were we ever even alive?
Hell, no!
Is any of this even real?
Hell, no!
8. Forgotten (Lost Angels)
This is a mean and cold town,
I hate this fucking place.
Watch the rats as they all drown,
Dying slowly day by day.
Decrepit and falling down,
Cesspool of human waste.
Swallow profit in deep now
In death you'll finally know the taste.
There are no souls left here to save.
Forgotten, lost angels, long disgraced.
You fucking hypocrite,
But hooks in lips they do not lie.
Compassion served not on your plate,
How many of them have you watched die?
I can't sing you a happy song,
I can't write you a sing-a-long,
The only catchy hook I've got,
Is the one in my bleeding gut.
Burn it down
Burn it down
There are no souls left here to save.
Forgotten, lost angels, long disgraced.
Dead stares, dead eyes,
Choked hopes and vacant minds,
Blank words, blank lives,
The end result of endless lies.
There's no angels here,
To get lost in the first place
Jackhammer a fault line,
Pray for earthquakes.
Mulholland's on fire,
And my cig started it.
'92 should have burnt this fucker down,
We're here to finish it.
I'm not impressed by much here,
Much less what you have to say.
Don't give a fuck who you know,
I just want to leave this hellhole
Know that you mean nothing to me,
Nor the lies that seep from your teeth.
Won't piss on you if you're on fire,
One more self-important liar.
Burn it down.
Burn it down.
There are no souls left here to save
Forgotten lost angels long disgraces
Burn it, burn it
Burn it, burn it
Burn it, burn it
Burn it down
And no left to see this prodigal return.
Sweet apathy's black toll, you'll mourn the traded soul.
I'll dig a deeper hole, sanctity a breath away.
Just a breath away.
Blacken the cursed sun,
You're not the only one.
To have sunk so far and low,
There is no tomorrow.
A tragedy on display, a sickness for all to see,
I will kill this part of myself that I hate
And that I see in you.
It was always mine anyways,
There's somethings you can't take away.
I choose not to feel a thing,
Sanctity a breath away.
Just a breath away.
Blacken the cursed sun,
You're not the only one.
To have sunk so far and low,
There is no tomorrow.
Blacken the cursed sun,
Blacken what's yet to be done.
Blacken because now you know,
There is no tomorrow.
You're just a breath away. [x2]
Better to die quick, fighting on your feet,
Then to live forever, begging on your knees.
Begging on your, begging on your
Begging on your knees
Can we still be saved?
Hell, no!
Does your God hold a place for us?
Hell, no!
Is there time to repent?
Hell, no!
Will we rise from the dead?
Hell, no!
Can these sins even be forgiven?
Hell, no!
Is there still hope for us?
Hell, no!
Were we ever even alive?
Hell, no!
Is any of this even real?
Hell, no!
8. Forgotten (Lost Angels)
This is a mean and cold town,
I hate this fucking place.
Watch the rats as they all drown,
Dying slowly day by day.
Decrepit and falling down,
Cesspool of human waste.
Swallow profit in deep now
In death you'll finally know the taste.
There are no souls left here to save.
Forgotten, lost angels, long disgraced.
You fucking hypocrite,
But hooks in lips they do not lie.
Compassion served not on your plate,
How many of them have you watched die?
I can't sing you a happy song,
I can't write you a sing-a-long,
The only catchy hook I've got,
Is the one in my bleeding gut.
Burn it down
Burn it down
There are no souls left here to save.
Forgotten, lost angels, long disgraced.
Dead stares, dead eyes,
Choked hopes and vacant minds,
Blank words, blank lives,
The end result of endless lies.
There's no angels here,
To get lost in the first place
Jackhammer a fault line,
Pray for earthquakes.
Mulholland's on fire,
And my cig started it.
'92 should have burnt this fucker down,
We're here to finish it.
I'm not impressed by much here,
Much less what you have to say.
Don't give a fuck who you know,
I just want to leave this hellhole
Know that you mean nothing to me,
Nor the lies that seep from your teeth.
Won't piss on you if you're on fire,
One more self-important liar.
Burn it down.
Burn it down.
There are no souls left here to save
Forgotten lost angels long disgraces
Burn it, burn it
Burn it, burn it
Burn it, burn it
Burn it down