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Holy War

from New Colonies by Secret Arms

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You pick up the check
Finance it, prime the pump
With high hopes and dreams
Wasting and consuming, never giving, just disposing
Line them up in rows
Let them eat, fatten up
Artificial turf
Biting and ingesting, and they swallow the decaying
Fiction fed is dead

Misrepresentation by design

Witness faiths demise
Disillusioned, fool’s paradise
Ignite all that’s preventing progress
Everything
Judging, deceiving, feeding, believing
You judge, deceive, you make believe
Set ablaze, burn the books, defend attack

False allegiance
False impressions, fool’s paradise
Ignite all that’s preventing progress
Everything
Judging, deceiving, feeding, believing

You judge, deceive, you make believe
Set ablaze, burn the books, defend attack
Take the shepherd’s crook, use it as a bat

Silken glove conceals the iron fist
Salivating haunting like ghosts do
Sensing defeat
Every chance we had to save ourselves
Compose, conceive
All these lies and bullshit fairytales
You don't even know what it’s for

Lost in a moment, a dream that was stolen
Invalid atonement, a senseless opponent
A book of illusion, a fore drawn conclusion
A world of delusion, a new revolution
This means war

You don't get this both ways

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from New Colonies, released October 5, 2012

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