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Lyricist: London After Midnight
Lyrics:
Is this life, this degredation This pointless games, humiliation Born to die, we're born to lose Not one choice we make we chose And when this life is at an end We find that death's our only friend Must we suffer through your games, oh Lord? Can God really be so bored? We spend our lives destroying, hating Beneath our flesh a skull lies waiting Blind to beauty, blind to love We fear our loving Lord above Some live their lives to play their games Some live as victims, the insane Your experiment failed, Lord, and I trust That when we meet you will forgive us It's futile so I'll end this note And find a knife and slit my throat And come to track you down, Oh Lord You better watch your back, be sure That when we meet you'll be surprised No loving praise, no glee filled cries Just hate and pain and tear filled sighs And the question in the end is why
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