Heads Will Hang Fit for an Autopsy
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Death's breath on the back of our neck
The bitter taste of blood, flowing in floods
Consuming all the rations
Neglect is a crime of passion
I don't believe we've earned our keep
Or deserve this peace, self centered catastrophes
Armies of fools will fall
Nights of no end, writing on the wall
War is now the will of your god
The prophets hands are stained
War is now the will of your god
Heads will hang
Heads will hang
All hail the antiheroes
Life reduced to ones and zeros
Expand and expire
Voices of reason retire
The threat is real
When you can feel the pain they feel
The writing’s on the wall
War is now the will of your god
The prophets hands are stained
War is now the will of your god
Heads will hang
The bitter taste of blood, flowing in floods
Consuming all the rations
Neglect is a crime of passion
I don't believe we've earned our keep
Or deserve this peace, self centered catastrophes
Armies of fools will fall
Nights of no end, writing on the wall
War is now the will of your god
The prophets hands are stained
War is now the will of your god
Heads will hang
Heads will hang
All hail the antiheroes
Life reduced to ones and zeros
Expand and expire
Voices of reason retire
The threat is real
When you can feel the pain they feel
The writing’s on the wall
War is now the will of your god
The prophets hands are stained
War is now the will of your god
Heads will hang
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