The meek have now closed their doors
Their screams keep penetrating through our thoughts
Even though our hands keep around their throats
Since this beautiful massacre
Since they built this empire of insomnia
But they only try to mesmerize and break away
But they only try to mesmerize and break away
The time runs thin for redemption
Our only need is to sacrifice our souls before the dawn
Tomorrow we'll sleep all day
There is no forgiveness, don't forget that you once closed those doors
The time runs thin
And remember we drew your chalk lines
We are taking everything!
The time runs thin
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