Trips

Was it an act of God that erased our humanity?
 You're either dying or you're dead and alone
 I embrace the insanity
 The place where you made your stand
 It never mattered to them
 The man in black transforms us
 It never mattered to the hand
 To the hand
 The place where you made your stand
 It never mattered to the hand of God
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 I'm thinking in the end
 It might be better
 Can we transcend war with ourselves
 If we think our Hell is Heaven?
 Can we transcend war with ourselves
 If we think our Hell is Heaven?
 Can we transcend war with ourselves
 If we think our Hell is Heaven?
 Can we transcend war with ourselves
 If we think our Hell is Heaven?
 I'm thinking in the end it might be better (might be better)
 I'm thinking in the end it might be better (might be better)
 From the hand of God
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 We are running out of time
 A decision must be made
 They might be frayed but they'll still detonate
 They might be frayed but they'll still detonate the bomb
 The hand of God
 Running out of time