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07/20/2010 |
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3. | Orphans (feat. Tim Lambesis of As I Lay Dying) |
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7. | Love Has Risen |
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This is violence in its purest form, what it is truly made for,
love and hatred flow through my throat, with this microphone in my hand.
We are the voice for the voiceless among unholy kingdoms drunk with blasphemy.
We are continents wide and oceans deep,
the blood of the saints is splashed across the ruins like a holy holocaust.
We will return and you will hear an uproar of lost souls.
There will be violence! There will be violence!
Perverse works are in vain, though the light may now seem dim,
the whole world chases after Him, this is a movement abandoning hate and preaching war.
We are the voice for the voiceless among unholy kingdoms drunk with blasphemy.
We are continents wide and oceans deep,
the blood of the saints is splashed across the ruins like a holy holocaust.
We will return and you will hear an uproar of lost souls.
For the unbelievers who repeatedly try to retain their “faith in humanity”,
I promise there will be violence.
There will be violence! There will be violence! There will be violence! (violence) ...violence!
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Life is granted by an unforeseen force, we are but molecules in motion and nothing more?
Survival of the fittest is a dark tale, sending my generation to the depths of hell.
Inventors of evil and the secrets of men worthy of misery, worthy of death.
The pages of the old teach that the treasures of heaven are filth of the earth.
I will not turn my eyes, I will not ignore their cries.
We have turned sanctity of life into a septic tank of living. Oh wretched animals!
This is terror, this is darkness, this is the human heart.
Oh... Set me apart, because when rejection leads to oppression, I proclaim in the loudest.
I curse “modern day consumption” and the chambers that execute them.
Orphans (orphans) come home.
Life is granted by an unforeseen force, we are but molecules in motion and nothing more?
Survival of the fittest is a dark tale, sending my generation to the depths of hell.
Through the tears I see the beauty of you, the night is over, the morning's dawning.
The pages of the old teach that the treasures of Heaven are filth of the earth.
I will not turn my eyes, I will not ignore their cries.
Orphans come home the kingdom is yours. Orphans come home the kingdom is yours.
Orphans come home!
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I do believe, but perverted religions they all spread like disease.
I do believe, but perverted religions they all spread like disease, untrusting and deceived.
Governments leading the blind (leading the blind), controlling societies with:
Noise! Peace! Illusions! Riots fill our streets. Noise! Peace! Illusions!
I have said nothing new, I'm not a revolutionary,
I'm not the world's leader, but I'm a part of holding it together.
I have such a different view of this place; it seems that the faces of evil always seem to change.
I'm not a revolutionary, I'm not the worlds leader, but I'm a part of holding it together.
I have such a different view of this place; it seems that the faces of evil always change.
In this generation over and over again something has to be said, this is not a threat.
Noise! Peace! Illusions! Death is in the air. Noise! Peace! Illusions! Illusions!
Noise! Peace! Illusions! Riots fill our streets. Noise! Peace! Illusions!
Peace is an illusion, death has come! Yeah...
Peace is an illusion, death has come! Peace is an illusion, death has come!
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The devil is alive, пїЅcause I can feel him breathing.
Over the horizon comes hell, and my arms wide open as I embrace the apocalypse.
This is what you came to know as fear. HeпїЅs here, this is the great fear.
I donпїЅt care who you are, youпїЅre afraid of death, youпїЅre terrified by how the worldпїЅs going to end,
so follow me as I take you to the One where life begins... where life begins.
A flash, with black roses in our hands, we fall to the floor like ash.
The hatred placed in humanity leads to the love of global destruction
and worship of senseless slaughter (slaughter)... slaughter.
I donпїЅt care who you are, youпїЅre afraid of death, youпїЅre terrified by how the worldпїЅs going to end.
I donпїЅt care who you are, youпїЅre afraid of death, youпїЅre terrified... youпїЅre terrified.
Now put all this suffering and hatred together, this wonпїЅt last forever.
THIS WONпїЅT LAST FOREVER! This wonпїЅt last forever. This wonпїЅt last forever.
We are (we are) ...enslaved (enslaved) ...to a (to a) ...darkened (darkened) (darkened) ...world.
We are enslaved (we are enslaved) ...to a darkened (to a darkened world).
I will never follow! I will never follow! Yeah...
I donпїЅt care who you are, youпїЅre afraid of death, youпїЅre terrified by how the worldпїЅs going to end,
so follow me as I take you to the One where life begins... where life begins.
Everyone here will die, but the great fear is being left behind.
Everyone here will die, but the great fear is being left behind.
Hell is coming, but I embrace the One who stands alone.
Hell is coming, but I embrace the One who stands alone. Oh...
Hell is coming! Hell is coming!... Hell is coming! Hell is coming! Hell is coming!
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Here I am! Yeah... A dangerous man.
Father God, give me strength to fight this to the end,
then to jump in faith and to break every stronghold in my way.
The time is up; the time has come, quit playing it safe. I spit in your face.
The end is coming, but not yet. You're not that lucky. Torment will go on and on.
I was expecting you and I'm not afraid of 10,000 of the ungodly.
Nothing you do can stop me now! (Nothing you do can stop me now!) You won't take me!
The hell you preach and ascend from has been shoved down our throats for far too long.
In evil there's no spark of creativity; there's only twisted and deformed darkened beauty.
I curse you back to your wasteland.
Nothing you do can stop me now! (Nothing you do can stop me now!)
Send us the sounds of heaven, send us the sounds of war.
Send us the sounds of heaven, send us the sounds of war.
Every ounce of evil will fade away.
We are the sounds of heaven, we are the voice of war.
We are the sounds of heaven, we are the voice of war.
We are the sounds of heaven, we are the voice of war.
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Men of America, it's time to stop being brainwashed.
Blind eyes and deaf ears are not welcome here. Blind eyes and deaf ears are not welcome here.
Go... In my desperation, I'll fight for your affection,
to set... to set me apart, to find... to find who I truly am. Oh... The Son is mine.
Power corrupts definitely, conceit is a mask to insecurity.
Your influence criticized by friends and enemies.
I know that no matter how many bridges I burn, how many lessons I never fully learn,
love is something all alone I would never... I would never deserve. The Son Is Mine.
This is my confession of my troubled soul. Renew me, and make my eyes shine.
The Son is mine. (The Son is mine.) This is a conflict of two natures.
In my body is both, evil and death. Who will set me free?
Power corrupts definitely, conceit is a mask to insecurity.
Your influence criticized by friends and enemies. The sun never sets on my life.
The Son never sets, the Son is mine for life. The Son never sets, the Son is mine for life.
The Son never sets, the Son is mine for life. The Son never sets, the Son is mine for life.
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Take a bite of the sickness (sickness) and feel the rush of your desire.
When you act upon your urges (urges), so begins a period of decent. Deception.
I am a tainted man with a wretched mind, I am ashamed of myself again and again.
I don't need another pointed finger, I don't want to hide, just find myself.
I come to you filthy. Take a bite of the sickness and feel the rush.
Save me, save me, save me, because I can't save myself.
I HATE RELIGION, I DON'T NEED A CULT! The world doesn't need any more fakes.
I have committed cosmic plagiarism,
I was a self proclaimed god, a mirror image of a cheap imitation.
Those we thought were on top, quickly fall to the bottom when judgment drops.
In death shame fills the black and immortal soul. We were never meant to save ourselves.
I HATE RELIGION, I DON'T NEED A CULT! The world doesn't need any more fakes.
So I walk a new path, no one chooses for me...
So I walk a new path, no one chooses for me. So I walk a new path, no one chooses for me.
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Suffering and glory are the greatest powers that history has ever seen.
I want to live a life worth writing about and more, because I lived a life, a life worth dying for.
Faith! ... Walk with me!
We have made it my friends, we're the closest generation to the end.
They will never silence us with torture or in their prisons.
We have made it my friends, we're the closest generation to the end.
They will never silence us with torture or in their prisons.
Tears will roll down our cheeks and our souls will get restless,
but we will not be afraid of the lion's teeth in our face.
I will grab the beast by his mane and scream at the top of my lungs.
We have made it my friends, we're the closest generation to the end.
They will never silence us with torture or in their prisons.
We have made it my friends, we're the closest generation to the end.
They will never silence us with torture or in their prisons.
Our love is stronger than death. I will never deny my faith.
I will never deny my faith. I will never deny my faith (my faith). Forever!
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