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Beneath The Massacre – Damages Lyrics

It's the tragic story of a crawling humanity imprisoned
By it's culture. A
Culture of faith, a culture of pain and hate of the
Other for religious reasons.
We based our lives on this war. The speech they have
And preach have stopped
Our progress for a thousand years. Arrested
Development.
Whether the war is real or fake, damages are real.
Perpetuate a false concept
To protect our obsolete culture. Bringing in the pain,
In diverse ways and format.
Restricting your intellect. A culture of faith, a
Culture of pain. It's a
Plague, a cancer of the mind, of us all, arrested
Development.
A crawling humanity imprisoned by it's culture. Not just
The hate we
Perpetuate. It's not just the restrictions we impose
Ourselves.
It's not just the false paradise we describe. It's the
Work left undone. It's
The progress delayed. Whether the war is real or fake,
Damages are real.
Perpetuate a false concept to protect out obsolete
Culture. It's the tragic
Story of a crawling humanity imprisoned by it's culture.
A culture of faith, a culture of pain and hate of the
Other for religious
Reasons. We based our lives on this war.
The speech they have and preach have stopped our
Progress for a thousand years.
Not just the hate we perpetuate.
It's not just the restrictions we impose ourselves.
It's not just the false
Paradise we describe. It's the work left undone.It's
The progress delayed.
It's not just the kill count we accumulate. It's the
Tragic story of a
Crawling humanity imprisoned by it's culture. A culture
Of faith,
A culture of pain and hate of the other for religious
Reasons. We based our lives on this war.
The speech they have and preach have stopped our
Progress for a thousand years.
Bringing in the pain, in diverse ways and format.
Restricting your intellect. A culture of faith, a
Culture of pain. It's a
Plague, a cancer of the mind, of us all, arrested
Development.
A crawling humanity imprisoned by it's culture. Sharper
Than a razor blade,
Tighter than your chastity belt, sicker than your honor
Crime;
It's the premature death of your mind.
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