Burning Corpse

I heard the sound of Buckshot! No trace of blood upon these walls
We are! Just a canvas for the ugliest charade of all
Fascist! Sitting upon a pale white horse
Watching! From atop this burning corpse

They lived a life so Guiltless! Above suspicion and doubt
Breaking! Under the weight of a lie that just fades out
Treason! Hypocrisy from the source
No lie! No remorse

Before we fall from the edge on this precipice of selfishness
I will never waste a drop of piss to put the fire out on this

Never waste a drop of piss
To put the fire out on this... Fucking shit
A bridgeless gap will be the end of you
Your end of days is coming
There's not a god damn thing you can do

Before we fall from the edge on this precipice of selfishness
I will never waste a drop of piss to put the fire out on
We still cant separate whats real from fake but now its over
I see our leader has removed his face
Become the drover

Never waste a drop of piss
To put the fire out on this... Fucking shit



Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Keimig
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