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The gods are malicious, and we have teeth.
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I'm raising an army of the damned,
I will break their shackles and their bonds,
I'm raising an army of the tired, of the tortured, of the scared,
And we will march on Heaven's stair.
So set your Angels on me,
I'll make them bleed,
So set your Demons on me,
I'll make them scream,
So set your Angels on me,
I'll make them choke,
So set your Demons on me,
I'll kill them good!
I don't know what time it is,
I've not seen a clock in years,
The almanac just says:
SACRAFICE!
E'erybody's lynched from trees,
From sea to sea,
“Appease me!” says your maker,
“Appease me!” says your queen.
So I cut the nooses down,
They all bow at my feet,
They dress me like a King,
As we march on the gate.
I'm raising an army of the damned,
I've raised an army of the scared,
I've raised an army of the tired,
I've raised an army of those who care,
So set your Angels on me,
I'll make them bleed,
So set your Angels on me,
I'll make them scream,
So set your Demons on me,,
I'll make them choke,
So set your Demons on me,
I'll kill them good!
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released November 20, 2017
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