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They don’t want so much
Just to cancel our lives

Cut up our freedoms
To comfort their lies

No fuckin’ abstract
Aimed straight at you

Rise up your fists
You know what to do


Riot - We saw off the angels wings
Riot - We put God on his knees


The way that we live
The flame that we feed

Burning them blind
And grip them with fear

Can’t realize
We became deadly hordes

But fire gilded crosses
More vivid than words


Riot - We saw off the angels wings
Riot - We put God on his knees

Riot upon the Gates of Heaven - Riot upon it’s walls

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