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If They Ask Tell Them We're Dead
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Visualizing Thermal Death-Curves
On and on through the clouded arms we're the ones who fight to refine, reform and to sever all so everything could be undone
You sigh so low, like a shallow blow from the eyes of those with the heartless cold and the narrow souls We'll peel their scabs and fry the foes
We will hunt 'til the day has come Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com When the word enlights more than action frights And we'll tear it down til penance has been set and done
Fools who flee see the fury seize see the fire breathe then remain at ease because we all do know their memories will never grow
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