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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anders Fridén
Anders Fridén
Lead Vocals
Björn Gelotte
Björn Gelotte
Lead Guitar
Bryce Paul Newman
Bryce Paul Newman
Background Vocals
Chris Broderick
Chris Broderick
Rhythm Guitar
Tanner Wayne
Tanner Wayne
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Björn Gelotte
Björn Gelotte
Composer
Howard Benson
Howard Benson
Composer
Anders Fridén
Anders Fridén
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Howard Benson
Howard Benson
Producer
Brandt sier
Brandt sier
Additional Engineer
Hatsukazu Inagaki
Hatsukazu Inagaki
Additional Engineer
Mike Plotnikoff
Mike Plotnikoff
Recording Engineer
Paul DeCarli
Paul DeCarli
Editing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Close your eyes, what do you see? The ashes of a place down on its knees The world we knew has gone astray We are the cancer, you and I Choose your side, there are no winners Hell is overcrowded and heaven's full of sinners We got to end the transmission Nothing makes sense and we're running out of graves We got to end the transmission Nothing makes sense and no one is listening A new clean slate, it won't be happening This is the one, so let us begin Choose your side, there are no winners Hell is overcrowded and heaven's full of sinners We got to end the transmission Nothing makes sense and we're running out of graves We got to end the transmission Nothing makes sense and no one is listening End the transmission Nothing makes sense and we're running out of graves We got to end the transmission Nothing makes sense and no one is listening We are but empty vessels with no ambition No ambition No ambition This is a tomb and we are buried alive We swallowed the spit and lived in denial The devil has done his deed Fed our egos and made us bleed The devil has done his deed Are all gods on the sidelines? Passivity is not what the world needs We got to end the transmission Nothing makes sense and we're running out of graves We got to end the transmission Nothing makes sense and no one is listening End the transmission Nothing makes sense and we're running out of graves We got to end the transmission Nothing makes sense and no one is listening
Writer(s): Bjorn Gelotte, Anders Friden, Howard Benson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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