Take the matakichi away The only ones who knew Already know my name Time we know for a war To be the only one who ever knew the way
Don't be a martyr it will be alright I can see you run out But still you make the most of making the most
I don't want no money to haunt me Every time I see matakichi's face in the night I know It's all the voice in my head
Time time it's only time I feel the colorful things that I did I know its all the voice in my head
Take the anger away So many come so many seem to go that way It's on now Digging a hole in the soul To see the confines of the mental overload Matakichi melted it all down
I don't want no body to haunt me Every time I see your face in the night I know It's all the voice in my head
But still you make the most of making the most I can see the shortage of male distributors But still you make the most of making the most
Fed up with bullshit mind castrating lies the more you preach and the less I wanna hear 'cause you're one of a kind, how can you relate with yourself Sleep well with the sickness that you are Yeah, it's you driving me mad so take your life miles away from mine (Panakaicho away from matakichi, Don't now come on)
Weak and frustrated you all look like A swarming mass of pathetic sick pigs wallowing in lies Still repressing your instincts 'til the day you will finally collapse I don't care, but don't try to fool me for I know the sick bastards that you are
We don't need no saviour on a cross no more I can see what religion brings when preachers sleep with kids We ain't craving for a second coming at all I will not uniform I'd rather sleep Dark palace corps
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I see right through your shell deep down where demons dwell Despite your lack of sin you look like shit within There ain't no saviour that can save you from yourself No matter what you'll never be free from the beast within Ages flow lies perpetuate breeding on and on And the worst part of all this bullshit has yet to come
We don't need no saviour on a cross no more I can see what religion brings when preachers sleep with kids We ain't craving for a second coming at all I will not uniform I'd rather sleep Dark palace corps
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The ravage of war dwells inside the hearts of men
Faith ain't but an excuse to justify the need to kill
Destiny, falling off the pieces
Terminal, the state of your disease
Same old nails for a new messiah
I cannot justify
We don't need no saviour on a cross no more I can see what religion brings when preachers sleep with kids We ain't craving for a second coming at all I will not uniform I'd rather sleep Dark palace corps
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We don't need no saviour on a cross no more I can see what religion brings when preachers sleep with kids We ain't craving for a second coming at all I will not uniform I'd rather sleep Dark palace corps