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The Jesus Complex
03:18
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i feed you of my body
i drink of your blood
nailed to this cross
i show you the light
i gladly put on this crown
as the thorns bite my flesh
and my vision goes red
from here i can see it all
all this atrocity
this is necessary
for survival
all this heresy
this world wasn't meant to last
i set it on fire
you see this is all mine
and i watch it all burn
black cancer of destruction
feeding the apocalypse machine
sheep bow down
to your god
black cancer of destruction
feeding the apocalypse machine
sheep bow down
to your messiah's war machine
the shepard tends the flock
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your sins paid
with our flesh
such an abundance
you throw us all away
we mean nothing to you
forced to knees we cannot stand
you can never wash this blood
from your stained hands
flesh for flesh
the exchange is made
and the puppeteers get fat
on the spoils of decay
ashes to ashes
we all die
dust to dust
for your lies
our bones and skin
are all we have
yet you trade us in
then you justify it
justified with your lies
and the price is our lives
and our blood paves the way
for your so called better way
flesh on flesh
skin on skin
bodies pile high
as you take it all in
flesh charred to
black remains
corpses dismembered
innocents raped
the world in
the palm of your hands
the injured scream out
from under your heel
but you choose
to ignore the calls
drunk on the power
of ruling it all
rot feeds on rot
flesh is decayed
and we're all left
in this hell you've made
and when the flames
consume it all
everything will burn
and we all will fall
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The Great Lie
04:40
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this is a humanitarian cause
we are the people's liberation
pay no attention to the fact
that our pockets are getting fat
pay no attention to the other side
they're the one's telling the lies
pay no attention to the screams
it's all just a bad dream
just relax and close your eyes
and listen to the great lie
pay no attention to the fact
that our pockets are getting fat
pay no attention to the other side
they're the one's telling the lies
pay no mind to the dead
it's all just in your head
just obey and close your eyes
and live by the great lie
the opposition never stood a chance
but gave us a chance to flex our muscle
stripped them of their power
traded one regime for another
this is a righteous war
fought for our liberty whore
our finger on this trigger is all we need
to sell you out in our war of greed
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The Drone
04:19
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you put it inside me
you cultivated it within
made me your servant
to your social whim
deny me basic rights
keep me discontent
so i push that much harder
distract with pointless entertainment
i am your drone
i am exactly what you want me to be
i am your slave
nothing more you want from me
as you turn my sweat into profit
breaking my dreams into despair
make me feel i have to settle
for whatever is there
the scraps you toss my way
you tell me i should be happy to receive
lucky for these pitiful scrapings
given to deceive
mindless and indifferent
you prey on my despair
hopeless and obedient
as if i was never ever there
i am your drone
now you've enslaveda nation
the world at your call
and they don't even see it
and you own it all
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The Judas Complex
05:28
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i count to thirty
one piece for every
thousand children dead
from my holocaust
i gave them the knife
they took your life
i sell your faith
if the price is right
i'll sell out anything
for my thirty pieces
the answer is clear
as clear as silver and gold
if you're buying
i'm selling
i sell you pain in your mind
i sell you death in your ear
i sell you suicide
i sell you
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New Year
05:30
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new years day
still we cannot wash
the blood from our hands
we've made our stand
instead we plug our ears
close our eyes and pray
to forget the sins of our past
and hope it will last
new years again
and still nothing has changed
yet we celebrate
a clean start at something great
just sheep
we lie to ourselves
tomorrow will be the same
as all our yesterdays
the blood rains down
and we seek no shelter
instead we stand out in it
holding our best jesus pose
just as we have
for so many years
we lie when we say
we have no fear
new years day
still i try to forget the pain
but i cannot wash
this blood from my hands
i just want to forget
all i lost
every new year
must come with a cost
new years day
and i look forward to
another year of
being with you
but this time now
you are gone
and before the next year
i too will be gone
so we run off to combat
those we deem unacceptable
raining down our terror
to maintain control
off to battle the offender
not seeing what we've become
the innocents must pay the price
of the wars we've won
and despite our regrets
we can't change the past
we only leave behind us
a legacy we hope will last
but i can't forget yesterdays pain
or justify what i've done
or the mistakes i've made
for which others have paid
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