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Rotten. Institution.

Wash out the red with black and white

fear is a way of life, around the corner it is there
steroid machinery to smash tomorrow’s prayers

in the mouth of madness, and you won’t like what you see
vicious entertainment, hail the misery machine

Dead man, in the river
bound hands and feet, ruled suicide

Behind the silence, danger and disease will breed below
dead last in hearts and minds, despised and rightly so

in the mouth of madness, and you won’t like what you see
human lives caught in the teeth of the misery machine

And every day, the taste of fear
(in the ruthlessness of cold)
there’s no mercy for us here
(beneath the waves, how many souls?)

and daylight doesn’t even stand a chance
against the crooked shadows that you cast

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