Pulse Of The Primal

You've always been a mistake
In search of a way
To get out of this dream
Life's always been so fake
Making each day
So [bad word] irreal
(So you scream)
“Leave me alone
I can't stand the way it goes
My mind is [bad word] up
Pulverized, can not strive to oppose”

Hatred.... boilin' inside of me
Hatred.... ragin' inside
Hatred.... makin' me disagree
Fine thread

It makes you inverted
You can not reveal
What is [bad word]  what's distorted [bad word] unreal
Pierce the wall and than crawl
With your soul to us all
We can make 'em fall
New foundation is brooded
Replace your love with your hatred
You're not a rival
You are the Pulse Of The Primal... [bad word]  make sense
Of what is breaking you
Spit in their face
The lie they want you to 
Follow and swallow each day with a pride

Suffer, we will make you suffer
Suffer, we will make you suffer
Suffer, we will make you suffer
Suffer, we will make you suffer
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