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We are the greatest tale of human loss.
Grandeur fabricated Gods.
Mistake my skin for divine wrongs
and blame it on saint peters cross.

Like vultures swarm a carcass bare
Supposed savior's blessing shared
I could die for you, bullet to the head
We don't share beliefs, i burn in hell.

Indefinite emptiness ensues
Logic void and discontinued
Myriad of inconsistencies
Man meets God meets christianity

Whats left to say
But a few empty words?
Spare me the bullshit
I've heard it before

The only thing that is absolute
is that the absence of evidence
is the absence of truth

We're only human flesh and bones waiting to erode
Callous to our own condition
Worship things we can not know

We're only human flesh and bones
Callous to one another so
Keep your god damn beliefs out my fucking throat

We're only human
flesh and fucking bones
How can we commit a man to the height of a God
when we snuff each other dry of any ounce of love

We are the greatest tale of human loss.
Grandeur fabricated Gods.
Mistake my skin for divine wrongs
and blame it on saint peters cross.

Whats left to say
But a few empty words?
Spare me the bullshit
I've heard it before

The only fucking thing that is absolute
is that the absence of evidence
is the absence of truth

We're only human
leash and fucking bones
How can we commit a man to the height of a God
when we snuff each other dry of any ounce of love

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