Make Them Dead

Fear, hate, anger, murder and illness
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 Starve in the fashion
 March in the action
 Charge for the passion
 Carve every last one
 Hope in the morning
 Cope with the mourning
 Soap for the pouring
 Rope for the scoring, make them
 (Dead) walk forward with eyes closed, don't them say they believers?
 (Dead) ain't they brought they bibles?
 Do they dare deceive? (Make them)
 (Dead) step up to the cliff so they can count the blessed
 (Dead) only the wicked men fall to they death, so (make them)
 Eye for an eye is no eye here
 Blind eye defy with no idea
 Time fine feline and bitch try deal
 But they can not remind of why time feels
 Not in they favor so they tongues
 Wag too much and them love they guns
 God, them say savior so make fun
 When them end comes out of the thing they fund
 Run, run, ruler and run, run, thief
 Run, run, run under some belief
 Who's your god? Why did he bequeath
 Hate when what you sow you shall reap?
 Reaper the name and ripper, too
 Come from tradition just like you
 Found fathers found in same-same crew
 So no need, no judge, know just what to do
 (Dead) walk forward with eyes closed, don't them say they believers?
 (Dead) ain't they brought they bibles?
 Do they dare deceive? (Make them)
 (Dead) step up to the cliff so they can count the blessed
 (Dead) only the wicked men fall to they death, so (make them)
 Free in the future
 Seethe in a stupor
 Grieve for the chooser
 Leave with a suture
 Hands for the contrite
 Bans for the gun rights
 Scan, can they run right?
 Stand in the sunlight, make them
 (Dead) walk forward with eyes closed, don't them say they believers?
 (Dead) ain't they brought they bibles?
 Do they dare deceive? (Make them)
 (Dead) step up to the cliff so they can count the blessed
 (Dead) only the wicked men fall to they death