We're such a success story But living safe and sorry The king is not returning Another church is burning See the things out of sight Nothing left and nothing right Have it all in your hand Time will turn it all to sand Wanna leave but you stay Slowly rot and fade away Burn an X in your head Godly being young & dead Zombiefield angelic race Rottten flesh on a pretty face Had it all in your hand Young & dead in promise land We're such a success story But living safe and sorry The king is not returning Another church is burning Dead gods and man-made weather More bigger faster better Firearms made of plastic Our world is so fantastic You can't fight what's in your soul And keep the devil in the hole You can't fight what's in your soul Before your eyes it will be unfold
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