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Legacy Of HateCrucifeid, broken saviourThe zealots rule, the die is cast Their legacy is one of hatred A history of violence haunts our past Come bloodrise, it wakens Swallows our last goodbye No memory, no headstone Nor blessed, nor sanctified Built from our sin To stand paper thin As Babel returns We witness the sick rebirth Terrorized, need protection A fear unseen, lives deep inside Anaesthetised, preserved in cages Severance of meaning from our lives Come bloodrise, it wakens Swallows our last goodbye No memory, no headstone Nor blessed, nor sanctified Built from our sin To stand paper thin As Babel returns We witness the sick rebirth Crucified, terrorized, anaesthetised |