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All faith is lost
Humanity taking its final breath through car exhaust
We learned our worth and now we know the cost
No
Martyrs are nailed to the cross while we’re all fucking dust
All eyes on the TV screen
Catastrophe, catastrophe
I see your sense of security
There’s purity in the butcher’s meat
At first, they take out the teeth
They hang you on a hook
Glued to the screen
Waiting for the price tag on display
Another day, another headline
Inhumanity claims countless lives
When only cowards go speak for th masses
They fucking lie, thy fucking lie
We’re on a set course to extinction
By the doing of our own through a self-created genocide
Another day, another decline
We’re at the fucking finish line
All eyes on the TV screen
Catastrophe, catastrophe
I see your sense of security
There’s purity in the butcher’s meat
You’ll never make a difference
God’s made his decision
At the start of the anecdote
A face on the news looking through his notes
Our world’s in a retrograde motion
In the end we will suffer like we should
Suffer like we should
We will suffocate in our lies
We will drown in the efforts to rectify
We will suffocate in our lies
We will drown in the efforts to rectify
Our home
All eyes on the TV screen
Catastrophe, catastrophe
I see your sense of security
There’s purity in the butcher’s meat
Witness the savagery
Catastrophe, catastrophe
There’s nothing left for the tired and weak
So take a plate
And fucking eat