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This day is a special day

Maybe the sky is there for you

A voice telling you to go

To the land of burning homes

Son

Your heart

Will convert into... Hate

Now it's time for your divine little journey

Make the madman's plan great and well

There's no return

There's no escape

Son

Your heart

Will convert into

A dead and empty shell

Maybe the sun will rise wor you

Don't you see there is no hope

In your God

Don't you see that this is wrong

What have you become

Can't you understand what's right

Not your God

You keep on killing again and again

In the madman's name

The ground starts to shake and break

Can you feel it

Can you feel it

It's pounding hate in your veins

Can't control it

Can't control it

You're carving in holy names

In your chest, in your arms

And you think tha't you've been blessed

So wrong, so wrong