They said that your scream was heard through the storm. It was a desperate noise that shocked the sky. And they told me about all the holes in your skin. The needles that've been piercing through you. It was a pattern of wounds, in a city that's dead. The blood has to be shed.... and wasted. DEATH IS WASTED DEATH IS WASTED Death is wasted on the... Death is wasted on the dead And we want you Psalms are sung but nothing is said Life is killing you They said that this day would hurt your young eyes. And how you shattered from fear, all lame from fright. And they whispered about all the signs that you made. The sound of the last breath that you took. We saw the mother of the dark and a child that was dead. Her milk has to be shed... and wasted. DEATH IS WASTED DEATH IS WASTED Death is wasted on the... Death is wasted on the dead And we want you Psalms are sung but nothing is said Life is killing you DEATH......... IS...... WA....STED BURN BURN BURN BURN BURN BURN Burn them at the stakes then try to decide When the night shall explode and the day shall hide. We're the ones and you're the night's sons that shall fight this, burn this never to return again. And we want you the glorious ones. Life is killing you Death is wasted on the dead And we want you Psalms are sung but nothing is said Life is killing you Death is wasted And we want you Death is wasted And we want you
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