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Soon you'll be burning orphanages downWatching ashes scatter all over townAnd when the smoke gets too close to the groundYou'll see blue trampling over grey and green over brownAnd you'll be cutting ears off of dead menPumping shells into the carcass for hours on endThen you'll swear that we've always been friendsAnd be unable to conceive it could ever happen againOf course, you have never been to blame for the various horrible things that you didYou may have gotten away with them too, if not for those meddling kidsThe lump in your throat, the ache in your bonesThey are nobody's fault but your ownAnd whatever amount you paidFor your many distractions, well, it was too muchAnd at the end of the dayTo whatever extent you hate yourself, it isn't enoughAnd we can no longer affordWaiting for someone to lift this terrible swift swordIn our basements, we all look so boredWe've never seen the glory of the coming of the LordThere will be parties, there will be funThere'll be tall gallows for everyoneLetras de cancionesAnd we will all be sleeping easyUpon the sinking of the sunBut there's only one dream that I keep close,And it's the one of my hand at your throatI will not deny my humanityI'll be rolling in it like a pig in fecesBecause there's no other integrityIn awaiting the demise of our speciesMay you endure every indignity knowing all the while that life will go onAnd when it ends, may you have nothing to say, except that it took too longAnd may I be there somehowAsking, "Where are all your friends now?" From Letras Mania