Blind faith will lead us home, but we shall surely burn tonight.
Our shadows cast across the flames to show the love we've grown to hate,
that turns the angels into dust - ashes to ashes we all fall down tonight.
You smile as the buildings crumble, you laugh as the sky grows dark,
the sound of people screaming, brings peace to you haunted mind.
They'll be trouble with the setting sun, bringing a peaceful state of mind,
With death comes work, more money in your bank account
living so hollow, In skeletons clothing, heaven falls in the darkness of your heart,
an integrating itch, hells fire, the swoon that makes makes you tick!
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