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Ep Charity Dies

by The day of remission

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1.
Envy 01:51
Envy We are the one We were condemned by birth Teach us oh so well It will be only worse We have no voice Even dope show needs rest Brand new flag Hides the holes in our chests Stains on the flag Have no fear We are not afraid
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We perish not far the place we were born Here my regards To the greatest man of all The one who naive worships you The one who bless your fall He had never blamed you For decisions you made wrong To earn most bloody profits He never helped you though The one who bring peace And separate us Helping to stay clean But truly hates us Always so genial Life measuring by blood Receiving life as treasure I think he is really not Go back! To the river we all belong Authority! We won’t miss you for long Where memory goes to stay Where we have nothing to say Where we really belong Where nothing is right or wrong Suppose we have freedom Suppose we have choice Suppose they hear The sound of our voices Suppose we’re important Suppose exist reason Yeah, let’s built better world By the shape of the prison As long as it takes We will wait Misery and State Will not separate Us So I go! To the river we all belong Authority! We won’t miss you for long Where memory goes to stay Where needless something to say Where we really belong I conjure you with this song! So the day I kneel My heart will know no fear And while sunset barely shines Just men proudly singing Amen!
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Charity dies 04:17
Charity dies All you have is life. To survive keep quite Speak only when you told to. Don’t think too much Soak mankind madness like sponge Lambs turn sinners / gladly they atone Is your revelation / To die we all were born? Needles saints / World to adorn Good intentions /And reason sadly torn We are wicked Are you really mind Sinful as well. Why you won’t bring us hell? Oh how fragile This world really is I know for sure I will miss Those savages Pretend to be human beings Those liberals Whatever fuck it means Oh this world is fucking overrated Oh this world is overflowed with What we call hope And what we call vengeance Remember be nice But only to strangers This world will devastate you So I appreciate your concern You may believe in what you want to But pray for I am wrong! See, they are all imaginary Things that you been told Freedom and decency Nothing but a fraud Are you even care? This is what world is – one scared man This what it is - sand in empty can There are no ways out as far as I know Want to out clean, chances are low Just let it be so
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This bird singing well even in hell Reign of disgrace bit by bit Dried the smile from you face And it has completely turned into a green But our voices so sparkling, so loud Our voices may thaw out your heart Show them remorse though Face they not worth it They are of what We have to get rid Speech for rumors Trust for faith Life for wraith Slight for grace Revolt, revolt it is now or never Revolt, revolt great bitter end Inside we hide the cages Whole world to embrace What is faithful we really don’t know What if we are where the evil comes from? Our voices just not enough Our voices are just a bluff So take another step Right in hell We will be waiting There as well Let’s drink the poison Oh helpless we We will drink the poison While waiting for you Dream on
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Requiem for a freedom No fun for old host you can tell by his eyes Coming new bricks that he will despise Young boys and girls so promising so ready To study new marvelous world Under the care of old sly lady And as always random little prick Will unexpectedly unravel the trick Your color flags waving all around me Pretend to be happy pretend to be free Clapping and smiling choking and buying Celebrating and dying – ash is what we really are Grab rope fuck hope We had been sold long before we were born Your free will is nothing but right to choose color of T-shirt Thank god for that We are so free to hate everyone everything Everyone everything We are so free to hate everyone everything Everyone everything I am a liar, coward and hypocrite Who will tell he is not? I pray everyday for my own decay This is all I got, it’s all I got Your retarded clowns horsing all around me Pretend to be happy pretend to be free Clapping and smiling choking and buying Celebrating and dying – ash is what we really are Grab rope fuck hope We had been sold long before we were born Freedom is nothing but we still want more Claim to fight for it, tell me what for? It’s pretty illusion, the same as a god Blindly regard it, I refuse I will not pray to it standing silently in awe You think you have it but you’re free no more you’re free no more.

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released December 29, 2012

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