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These days are red

Can you hear the bells of the dead?

The devastation, steel, smoke and lives taken

The hell fire burns inside the faith of the forsaken

Feel the loss, the death, histeria, chaos and

No rest for the wicked

Behind the bars of your mind you try to edify

Feelings, faith, beliefs

Now you all will see the lie

You'll see the lie

Genocide

Purifies

The divine

Sanctified

God

Genocide

Purifies

The divine

Sanctified

God

The silence embraces the fire

From my suicide desire

Am I condemned to hell

Like the one from heaven fell?