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lengthen our divide
I choose to bite my tongue and cheek 
Dirt thrown on this grave
A burden we both chase
Stand opposed burying the truth
Like the roots

'Til I finally switched to day shifts, day shifts
You can't sit on the job when you are
Takin' care of grave shifts (Hey!)
I'm deceased, I'm burying

I don't need the white pill
I don't have a disease
I didn't finish my homework
Shit was made of cheese
But why do rats eat my pencils while teachers

Bury me
In a shallow grave
There's nothing left to save
Left for dead
Stranded by the roadside 
Why the fuck do I even try

No hope
No peace
Nothing

animal and people
They want to see more grave

(BONO-G)
Di peace unreasonable
Deh want fi stop life source
That nuh feasible
Surprise fi see di youth

because
You're digging your own grave
Lucky I am here to save

Uh hey man, we gotta go like right now
To your d-doctor's appointment!
Oh... why are you

Waste of life
Begging for sympathy
Social disease
You can't leave
Constant need for appraisal
You don't need a fucking hero
Coward
Hiding behind

that's control and drowning in debt
The earth is spent
A life time of hate and regret
A vicious species that will never live in the end
A breed
A disease

Beyond the skylines, that meet the graves
Onward through lands, that decomposed
Into coffin fields

From the dawn of time, we buried whats died, in

to follow
They took the kids away, buried in mass graves
A history that we're all forced to swallow
A lesson in genocide for the fucking world
In summer

the shame
But I'll pick my man off the ground again
Till the grave takes hold of him
He's half the life I want to live
He's half the life I'll always dread

Sinking boats are still in deepest sea

What kind of rain over the clouds?
Who's trying to sell delusion to crowds?!

We will not stand apart
Digging graves

Fucking nothing constituting this level of death
Spiteful hateful people grin and puff up their chest

Sky's of smog and haze
Disease and acid rain
Cops are

about my early grave
The drugs will help me zone out
Helps me take the cold out
I deserve to feel okay
I'd love to take my girl out
Bring her the whole

everybody die
It's two-for-one on extinction
With any large side
You dug your own grave
When you sewed up your eyes

We're burning this fire
With far too much

Can’t you see they’ve become the disease?
Waging a war, a murderous industry
Stripping the victims of their freedom
Breed them, but never free them

mirrorside await the day to raise from their graves
And rape the bastard child spawned in shame the same inbred kin to the luciferian disease that plagues us

control

Lost it when I splitted ways

Now I’m tired to wait

Bring me back from my grave

‘Cuz the bones are testing my whole



I have a lot of songs that

me
I'm the tumor of my own disease
Violate my headstone
Dig up my grave
Exhume my body
Tear up my face
It's what I deserve
The way I lived my life

sleeves 
While my heart explodes 
Your existence is a goddamn disease 

Chorus

Buried alive in my very own grave
I wanna let ‘em talk, wanna get ‘em

blood through pale veins
Corpses from the gallows and corpses from the grave
Beings spreading leprosy
Undevoted heretics
On and on the dying flee the dead

How fair your garden grows
With, fresh deadly roses
Fresh deadly roses


You laid all your lilies on the grave
Of all the lonely
Soldiers you left

Hero

Dorinda Clark-Cole

Playlist: The Very Best of Dorinda Clark-Cole

2011

We needed a hero to come and save

Famine and hunger, 
Disease in the land 
The hatred the killing taking lives from your hand 
Creation waits

Desecrator

Exhorder

Slaughter in the Vatican

1990

My religion is myself
Desecration's my belief
Your misfortune's my enjoyment
And I thrive on your disease
I don't care about your feelings
Pain