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A Constant Knowledge of Death - Untruths Lyrics



A Constant Knowledge of Death - Untruths Lyrics




Listen up, you heathens
I am absolute
Ignore the statistics
Please turn off the news

Empty words seduce
Dormant minds condone
Sleight of hand betrays
Sure seems like a simulation

Educate badly
Conservate sparingly
Qualified? Barely
Watch me as I f*ck the planet

Excuse me, kind sirs
Entitled brothers
Will you please support?
Fight with me to keep our status

Let's buy some more guns
Strengthen the war machine
Corporate violence
Don't tell me I have a complex

Pay your rent?
Forget it
Feed your kids?
Forget it
Mental health?
Forget it
Stay alive?
Forget it

Trapped in the eye of a never-ending cyclone
Wreckage in the mist
"I don't care, it's only ozone!"
Shut your f*cking mouth, there won't be flowers for your gravestone

We will burn your empire until ash obscures the ground
Ground and seasoned, and so pale, your flesh is fed to pigs
Pigs will be incarcerated; deported to hell
Hell is nothing compared to what we will do
No, you don't get to die
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Listen up, you heathens
I am absolute
Ignore the statistics
Please turn off the news

Empty words seduce
Dormant minds condone
Sleight of hand betrays
Sure seems like a simulation

Educate badly
Conservate sparingly
Qualified? Barely
Watch me as I f*ck the planet

Excuse me, kind sirs
Entitled brothers
Will you please support?
Fight with me to keep our status

Let's buy some more guns
Strengthen the war machine
Corporate violence
Don't tell me I have a complex

Pay your rent?
Forget it
Feed your kids?
Forget it
Mental health?
Forget it
Stay alive?
Forget it

Trapped in the eye of a never-ending cyclone
Wreckage in the mist
"I don't care, it's only ozone!"
Shut your f*cking mouth, there won't be flowers for your gravestone

We will burn your empire until ash obscures the ground
Ground and seasoned, and so pale, your flesh is fed to pigs
Pigs will be incarcerated; deported to hell
Hell is nothing compared to what we will do
No, you don't get to die
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Writer: Connor McCullough, James Goldmann
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