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And there's villians in their closets
and theives beneath their beds And business men in mirrors with guns against their heads Stepstools beneath their ankles nooses tied around their throats Sharpening their switchblades and citing in their scopes Singing no one sleeps tonight till everything is burned and everyone is sacrificed No one sleeps tonight till everything is burned and everyone is.. Maxing out their credit cards on ammuntion They're polishing their rifles and they're polishing their guns cause the church is drenched in fire Townhall's under attack They put the hostages, familiar councilmen they got knives against their backs No one sleeps tonight till everything is burned and everyone is sacrificed No one sleeps tonight till everything is burned and everyone is sacrificed Sacrificed to saves our souls or what's left of them Desperate hearts and so they sing and they sing it loud and they sing it clearly for their faith Whats left of the dreams we had? Whats left of the hope we had? Nothing, nothing at all |
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september, autumn skies are closing in
and the mistake your reality at best has left you broken with wounds that re-open on every brink of sleep and a fire in your heart that never dies and never seizes and it goes up in flames your world is torched away showered by the embers of your fate being burned by every opportunity you threw away he is regretting very moment he is regretting every day fueling the fire, burning desires which fuel the pain and it goes up in flames your world is torched away so let it go up in flames your world is torched away and the fire in your heart is fueling the pain |
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