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- Church of Nothing
Nihilistic
Short fuse, burnt cross
Scepticism
Flows through my veins
No devotion
No bridge un-burnt
Devastation
A moral war
- Cold
I wanna speak but can’t describe..
I wanna see through your disguise..
‘Cause everytime you’re near, you leave me..
COLD!
PAIN!
At affliction!
I’m gonna faint to pose you and your apathy!
- Post Apocalyptic Party
My eyes are bloodshot, blinded from the foil
Sick from the nuclear waste
I see you rising, everything is wasted
Now it's time to dig in and survive
Oh you might as well dig slow
It doesn't matter 'cause it wouldn't do any good
Every new funeral, everyone is equal
The gods can't save you now