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coal cash - this is the end lyrics

it’s the end
hold your breath and count to ten
feel the earth move and then
hear my heart burst again
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[ron ron]

they just cancelled my rfid chip, i need it to keep my family eating
so i’m in the streets creeping, dodging the drones and sweepers
amidst the hundreds of homeless people
under the shadow of your steeples using decaying bodies to build our own cathedral
internally bleeding the demons feed on the meek and diseased
until they’re weak in the knees and the fever reaches its peak
stay with a heater or pray for peace
’cause the only safety against the beast is raising a piece until the caged are free
they call ’em make believe conspiracy theories please
we were wide eyed and awake while you sheeple sleep on your pleated sheets
now you see as bodies burn in piles of steaming meat
the const-tution still on fire inside of the eyes of those that are free
so raise a blade or bayonet and pay the brave respect
’cause on the day you’re dead all that’s left is to just embrace your death
so as the sun sets on acres of the burning flesh
i hold the torch until my hands are scorched and stand the only left

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[coal cash]

survival ways raised by earthquakes and tidal waves
aids made for the worth rate to reverse the fate of final days
a vital stage contagious psychos of viral slaves
in an age of psychos where the cycles are cooked by microwaves
we might go crazed lazed by solar rays and ultraviolet
eyelids finally close when they get closer to the ultraviolet
occultist science defiance to what they’re trying to prosper
dropping dmt in hopes of seeing me like ayahuasca
with fire chakra came to chop the kundalini serpent
certain that they watch you when they ?? into your tv circuit
a sleazy circus who worship the human genocide
that defy apotheosis prognosis is that we’re dead inside
instead of rise rather surmise the sky’s falling
while we crawl into a ball of ?? with eyes balling
stolen for time i’m pulling crimes of the minds of maniacs
perhaps the ?? rhyme for the paradigm at how insane we act

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