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Your god has abandoned this project. |
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Vampires, his children, burning in the desert. |
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Heightened appetites, can't be sated. |
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Angels, all fallen, nothing is sacred. |
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Burn down paradise, lost souls drifting to survive. |
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He's my oasis, my only comfort, |
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Why smile, why try, we're outnumbered. |
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Devour, be devoured, merciless nature. |
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Dark skies, black blizzard, |
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Run to the shelter. |
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Western Babylon, bones where gardens were hung. |
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At first the taste made us sick, the blood of Christ, wine from the wrist. |
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Wine for the lost and derelict. |
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Burn down paradise, lost souls drifting to survive. |
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Western Babylon, bones where gardens were hung. |
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Your god, merciless nature, dark skies, black blizzard. |