The Sabbath
"I see the worst in people, Henry
I don't need to look past seeing them to get all I need
Built up my hatreds over the years, little by little"
None of you are important
No one, not you, not me
We are not special
We are not unique
Life as you know it, is a fucking waste
And no one loves you
Because love is bullshit
Hatechurch
Hatechurch
Rot in piss you piece of shit (Our life's a fucking waste)
You're only worth it on your knees
(You're only worth it on your knees)
Rain down fire and brimstone
Lead the world into a fucking grave
Condemn the weak willed, coward hive minds
Fake wears the face pitched in black (Unseen)
Now if this is what you call love
Then you can have it all back motherfuckers
I'd rather hate with all my heart
Than love a soul with your split tongue
Tethered eyes hang painted smiles
Empty promises bearing false positivity, densifying denial
Your two-faced heart bares nothing
Nothing but fake sympathy that turns to stone
Faded faces rot beneath the throne
You're only worth it on your knees
Our life's a fucking waste
Rain down fire and brimstone
Lead the world into a fucking grave
Condemn the weak willed, coward hive minds
Fake wears the face pitched in black, unseen
We are not important
We are not special
We are not unique
Life as you know, it's a fucking waste
They built this world with your fear and your doubt
Now you live in a cage, welcome to the machine
Ninety-some-odd problems on the wall
But no one's held accountable for shit, so the math's off
With my patience all gone, the hate is sticking to my bones
Hope was all I had or so the story goes
Covered in fool's gold, jump down the rabbit hole
Dream until I fucking die, I think that's how the story goes
Rain down fire and brimstone
Lead the world into a fucking grave
Condemn weak willed, force-fed, coward hive minds
Our life as you know it, is a motherfucking waste
(Nobody loves you)
Their love is bullshit
Hatechurch
No God will deliver us from our evils
Rain down fire and brimstone
No God
No God will deliver us from our evils
Sympathy that turns to stone
No God
I don't need to look past seeing them to get all I need
Built up my hatreds over the years, little by little"
None of you are important
No one, not you, not me
We are not special
We are not unique
Life as you know it, is a fucking waste
And no one loves you
Because love is bullshit
Hatechurch
Hatechurch
Rot in piss you piece of shit (Our life's a fucking waste)
You're only worth it on your knees
(You're only worth it on your knees)
Rain down fire and brimstone
Lead the world into a fucking grave
Condemn the weak willed, coward hive minds
Fake wears the face pitched in black (Unseen)
Now if this is what you call love
Then you can have it all back motherfuckers
I'd rather hate with all my heart
Than love a soul with your split tongue
Tethered eyes hang painted smiles
Empty promises bearing false positivity, densifying denial
Your two-faced heart bares nothing
Nothing but fake sympathy that turns to stone
Faded faces rot beneath the throne
You're only worth it on your knees
Our life's a fucking waste
Rain down fire and brimstone
Lead the world into a fucking grave
Condemn the weak willed, coward hive minds
Fake wears the face pitched in black, unseen
We are not important
We are not special
We are not unique
Life as you know, it's a fucking waste
They built this world with your fear and your doubt
Now you live in a cage, welcome to the machine
Ninety-some-odd problems on the wall
But no one's held accountable for shit, so the math's off
With my patience all gone, the hate is sticking to my bones
Hope was all I had or so the story goes
Covered in fool's gold, jump down the rabbit hole
Dream until I fucking die, I think that's how the story goes
Rain down fire and brimstone
Lead the world into a fucking grave
Condemn weak willed, force-fed, coward hive minds
Our life as you know it, is a motherfucking waste
(Nobody loves you)
Their love is bullshit
Hatechurch
No God will deliver us from our evils
Rain down fire and brimstone
No God
No God will deliver us from our evils
Sympathy that turns to stone
No God
Credits
Writer(s): Wyatt Thurston Mc Laughlin, John R Centorrino, Michael David Menocker, Steven Sanchez
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