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Barrels have overturned
Bodies start to burn
Deteriorated sky
We cringe & fry
It don't matter now
Time has run out
My life as a mortal ends
With a bad taste in my mouth

Pictures of all I know
Swirl around my memory
As I search high & low
For the truth to save me

Man has lost
For the last time
No room for logic
No room for reason
Give us enough rope
If we can't hang ourselves
We'll cut our throats
And bleed in our little shells

Instead of pissing on your peers
Instead of turning back our tears
We follow each other 'til our end
And we call each other friends

Wrapped in sheets
Of decomposing bodies
No room for mortals

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