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Pump the blood out of the ground
Tighten the grip around its neck
Methane keeps us warm at night
Torch the sky, burn the flesh
All they did was open the door
We stormed in and gutted the estate
Nothing changes without force
While fear keeps you in your place
(But it tastes so good)
(But it tastes so good)
Spin the truth
There was no beast
The hidden fool
Diesel priest
Retire as in replicant
Born to be collateral
Using fear as a learning incentive
I really admire your style of evil
This is the "me" as a clusterfuck
Slipping on another single-use Messiah
What will push you over the edge first?
The loneliness, insanity, or the despair?
(But it tastes so good)
(But it tastes so good)
Madness was always on our side
With dangerous girls and disposable boys
A desperate mob lit it all on fire
The Great Machine crushes all
But I am the wrench
(Spin the truth)
(There was no beast)
(The hidden fool)
(Diesel priest)
Spin the truth
There was no beast
The hidden fool
Diesel priest
This great system was born dysfunctional
It destroys you with guilt
I always said you were a terrible person
Now relish in it
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