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Fear Before the March of Flames - The God Awful Truth lyrics
The devil plays hits Where you’d least expect Its cold and dark when you’re buried alive See how it feels marching into the flames. Its warm and bright when you’re burning alive The spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here Lost in a cast of millions all in line before you. That’s what the rats call eternity All in before you. No one watches anyway. No one watches anyway. Oh shit man. Who am I to think I won’t be marching in to the flames right along with you? Who am I to think I won’t be here waiting in a line for hell with you? Voices distorted. Specks of grey Good looks converted. Specks of grey Specks of black and white Spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here. Lost in a cast of millions Fall in line |
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