1. |
New Day
04:31
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No gods no masters
It’s a new day
I injure the world
I injure me
Break the cycle
And we are free
We are free
We are free
No gods no masters
Its a new day
Bite the hand
Break the word
Empowered people
Take your swords
Break your swords
Break your swords
No gods no masters
Its a new day
It’s a new day
It’s a new day
It’s a new day
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2. |
Blink
03:49
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Bunker life
Endless night
I hide here in my hole in the ground
Concrete Mind
Nuclear fire
The bomb's not the only one that loves me
I know you’re there
Truth or Dare
Our brinksmanship
can tip the scales
Turn your key
Please destroy me
Defcon One
Is true love
Launch your massive attack on my heart
Call my bluff
You’re not so tough
One of us has to blink.
It’s three AM
My NORAD friend
Is speaking on
The Red Line
Floppies clack
Let’s attack
Twenty million lives per warhead
Dance with me
Turn your key
On my mark
Break my heart
Warheads primed, it’s party time
One of us has to blink.
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3. |
First Light
04:11
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FIRST LIGHT
Howl at the walls
Laugh when I fall
Howl at the walls
Laugh when I fall
I watch the skies
For the morning light
We persevere
Dont give up the fight
Avenging angels
Take wing from my hand
The blood of the takers
Will renew the land
I watch the skies
For the morning light
We persevere
Dont give up the fight
Avenging angels
Take wing from my hand
The blood of the takers
Will renew the land
I watch the skies
For the morning light
I watch the skies
For the morning light
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4. |
Xcommunication
04:40
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I put my secrets
In pretty little boxes
So intricate
I don’t have to lock them
I put my faith
In shiny golden lies
I sew my ears shut
To cover up my eyes
I choose this heresy:
No faith but what we make
No fate but what we take
Taught to hate
The outside world.
That I’m in the end times.
Had to break
The ties that bound me.
Start to draw my own lines.
I choose this heresy:
No faith but what we make
No fate but what we take
No faith but what we make
No fate but what we take
No faith no love
You will be shunned
You turned your face
From the lord above
No faith no love
You will be shunned
You turned your face
From the lord above
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