You?re granted life only to die Descend into the black Born dead, buried alive Standing at the gate, waiting for the dark to arrive Born dead, buried alive
steal Defenseless minds of the dumber kind The church is working overtime The book of lies becomes alive again Translated, twisted, read between the lines The ancient book is still alive
stake You're granted life only to die Dscend into the black. Born Dead Buried Alive Standing at the gate waiting for the dark to arrive Born Dead Buried Alive
Tulkojums: Liekulība. Dzimis Dead, dzīvi aprakti.
You're granted life only to die Dscend into the black. Born Dead Buried Alive Standing at the gate waiting for the dark to arrive Born Dead Buried Alive
can steal Defenseless minds of the dumber kind The church is working overtime The book of lies becomes alive again Translated, twisted, read between the lines The ancient book is still alive
t belong Woman, child and man for sale For ethical slavery is just an absurdity How can you be alive when you are dead? With these chains of hypocrisy
and swear by hypocrisy yea thinking they'll go far hey mister can you tell me...Tell me who you are two for one can you survive one by one you stay alive
I've had enough of this you're all the same to me I want to be alone eat me alive with your sickness Hypocrisy, cold the blood that courses though me
and pride, and i know you feel none of these things for me. We strive for family and love, and i know i feel none of these got you. So out hypocrisy lives
in me I am everything I'm the only one still left in your reality You gotta believe in me TV sells hypocrisy It's feeding off of apathy Above the surface
knowing I'm in ecstasy I am learning slowly So what am I to see Every twist and turning Through my hypocrisy It's so good to see This world is alive
compromising yourself in a situation is another story completely, and I have seen this happen long enough in the few years that I've been alive to know
through? Hello my Country, I once came to tell everyone your story Your passion was my poetry And your past, my most potent glory Your promise was my prayer Your hypocrisy
't stop me It won't kill me If it wasn't for death I know I'd never feel this alive If it wasn't for lies I probably wouldn't survive If it wasn't for damn hypocrisy
makes it out alive Nobody runs, nobody runs Nobody runs or makes it out alive Hearts beating faster running to the front lines Nobody runs or makes it out alive
