Embrace The End - Headlines And Death Tolls lyrics

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As the mother coughs up blood the wide eyed children encircle Paint the walls with the blood of innocence You wear the execution mask Intent on the preservation of your worthless way of life Be fruitful Multiply The minds of our young are rotting in the sun Our lives decompose on the vine The ghost of our culture will haunt this earth forever With heavy hearts we march hand in hand