[bad word] was lost
 In cities of the dead
 The land around them worn
 Too large [bad word]  The rife of wars
 The armies in the skies
 The mud of darkened pair of feet
 Catholic rights

 Rise of the dead
 The blood upon are hands is forlorn
 The size of the dread
 Within our panic hearts we are erode

 grave mistake
 We're right back where we started from
 The grave escape 
 It's right back here we go

 Resent yourself (resent yourself)
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 Misfortunes law
 Is sketched within our chest
 The rams head has society
 The sheep among us sleep
 The layman's worth 
 The hole above his head
 His tyranny is clear
 The floor beneath is gone

 Rise of the dead
 The word upon are hands is forlorn
 The size of the dread
 Within our panic hearts we erode

 grave mistake
 We're right back where we started from
 It's devastating 
 It's right back here we go
 grave mistake
 We're right back where we started from
 It's devastating
 It's back here we go

 Resent yourself

 grave mistake
 We're right back where we started from
 It's devastating
 It's right back here we go
 grave mistake
 It's right back where we started from
 It's devastating
 It's right back here we go

 resent yourself - x19 

 The freedom of [bad word]  The freedom of [bad word]