Lyrics

Stare into the eyes of devastation long enough and it begins to stare back Brace for the impact Watch it burn Watch it die System purge Run for your lives Don't go outside, go find a quiet place to cry It's judgement day, there's nowhere to hide, everyone get in line Hell to pay Bleach stains, couldn't wash away the pain you made Blood soaking their clothes says they've got hell to pay Rot came in waves, the carriers of the fucking plague A fate much better than you deserve, we've got hell to pay Blackwater up to our necks On earth it feels like hell Blackwater up to our necks When the shit hits the fan, it's every cunt for themselves Watch it burn Watch it die System purge Run for your lives Red bleach stains, couldn't wash away the pain you made Blood soaking their clothes shows they've got hell to pay I guess the meaning of life is just to dig our own graves It's either hurt or the hearse, we have hell to pay Hell to pay Got my name in your mouth and it's becoming hard to chew If I'm a terrorist then what the fuck does that make you?
Writer(s): Dane Evans, Jack Simioni, John Flaws, Matt Clark, Simon O'malley, Tom Cadden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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