Out of Hand Entombed
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[Verse 1]
Fools gather round to watch me bleed
But there are things you'll never see
To protect and serve one nation under god
A nation in which no-one's free
[Verse 2]
Their flesh begins to rot
What's left of what they've got
A boring life is getting old
Mischief won't turn to gold
[Verse 3]
By going back to burning books
Ripping apart things that doesn't fit
One times one equals nine
Your make-believe reality is full of shit
[Chorus]
Jesus Christ
Lord of flies
In disguise
Fuck!
[Verse 4]
It's fucked to hear one idiot's words
But worse to see others believe it
Fucked up minds in fucked up times
It's up to you to foresee it
Fools gather round to watch me bleed
But there are things you'll never see
To protect and serve one nation under god
A nation in which no-one's free
[Verse 2]
Their flesh begins to rot
What's left of what they've got
A boring life is getting old
Mischief won't turn to gold
[Verse 3]
By going back to burning books
Ripping apart things that doesn't fit
One times one equals nine
Your make-believe reality is full of shit
[Chorus]
Jesus Christ
Lord of flies
In disguise
Fuck!
[Verse 4]
It's fucked to hear one idiot's words
But worse to see others believe it
Fucked up minds in fucked up times
It's up to you to foresee it
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