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March in tone
Die alone
In this waste we call our home
Face our hate
With disgrace
There's no reason to debate
That our hope
Fell to smoke
Feel the hurt inside your bones
Fall in place
No mistake
That we killed our own faith
So take it all
Burn it all
Until there's nothing left to view
Hate it all
Lose it all
A world in flames, so little to prove
Fall in line
For design
In the end you're still a tool
There's no time
To rewind
All the hope you tore in two
Feel the hate
No disgrace
It was too good to be true
There's no faith
No debate
That our god will fall to you
So take it all
Burn it all
Until there's nothing left to prove
Hate it all
Lose it all
A world in chains, so little to lose
- by Pure hatred of the heart |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/24/2009 |
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- Title: World in Flames
- Artist: Pure hatred of the heart
- Description: A rap/rock account of a post-apocolyptic world
- Date: 09/24/2009
- Tags: world flames
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