Down, chemical sacrament
Blasphemous prayer
Deliver me from this
So serene apocalypse
Just make me fucking numb
Deaf, blind and fucking dumb
Return to sacred sleep!
This could be my requiem
And I'll feel no pain
This could be my requiem
But don't bury me too deep!
Drain infected brine
Sickened cesspool shell of mine
Strap up the hands of time
And push the soul into the vain
Just make me fucking numb
Deaf, blind and fucking dumb
Return to sacred sleep!
This could be my requiem
And I'll feel no pain
This could be my requiem
But don't bury me too deep!
"And we had better not have any of our children left when it's over, 'cause they'll parachute in here on us
Because we are not committing suicide, it's a revolutionary act! Calm, let's get calm
We had nothing we could do, we can't, we can't separate ourselves from our own people
It's not to be feared, it is not to be feared! It's a friend, it's a friend
Let's be done with the agony of it
Far, far harder to have to watch you every day die slowly
And from the time you were a child to the time you get gray you're dying
Mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, please, mother, please
Please, please, don't... lay down your life with your child, but don't do this
And we had better not have any of our children left when it's over
Lay down your life with your child
Oh, God almighty, God almighty…"
Sink, suffer, self-destruct
Rise stronger, reconstruct
Sink, suffer, self-destruct
Rise stronger, reconstruct
Dispose
Discard
Deny
And I will feel no pain
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