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In the ward of madness Out of the sight of the public eye A group of butchers Ready to take a human life Into the kiln of science Like lambs to slaughter with no tomorrow Human centipedes Crawling at the gates of hell Hell is a paradise They cut you in half Then sew you back together Raise you from the dead To offer you up for a sacrifice Hypocrites playing god Got royal flush with a dead man's hand Standing atop a pyramid Kings of the hill, new architects Ashes turn to gold Hate and respect walk hand in hand Silence means hope But no one will ever understand In the poison chamber Families are fighting for their lives Against their will They pay the price for the humankind Into the kiln of science Like lambs to slaughter with no tomorrow Survival of the fittest But the winners always have the scalpel Do you have the scalpel They cut you in half Then sew you back together Raise you from the dead To offer you up for a sacrifice Hypocrites playing god Got royal flush with a dead man's hand Standing atop a pyramid Kings of the hill, new architects Ashes turn to gold Hate and respect walk hand in hand Silence means hope But no one will ever understand We think all the same To kill or to be killed We are hypocrites We kill or we'll be killed Oh fucking hell We think all the same To kill or to be killed We are hypocrites We kill or we'll be killed The new ordnance regarding human testing will be taking effect tonight The government has mandated that citizens Will be randomly selected on a weekly basis To serve as volunteers in state-funded research This policy will allow us to continue to evolve as a nation And all volunteers should feel honored to help safeguard And advance the common good Hypocrites playing god Got royal flush with a dead man's hand Standing atop a pyramid Kings of the hill, new architects Ashes turn to gold Hate and respect walk hand in hand Silence means hope But no one will ever understand
Writer(s): Karra Väisänen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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