Ramallah - The Horror And The Gag lyrics

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Time is the fire in which we burn.<br />

The bitter ash and dust of hate choke what remains.<br />

So don't breathe a mote about fate or faith, <br />

'Cause those words and their toll leave so many so cold.<br />

And the story's so old yet it never gets told<br />

But it's written in the scars on the wrists of the lost<br />

In the cold of life.<br />

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Yeah, my mother was raped at nine years old. Hoo-ah'! <br />

I guess good ol' fashioned poverty and a violent drunk of a dad was not cliche enough.<br />

So fate tore away her faith on that secret day.<br />

Torn along with her hymen.<br />

Still somewhere in time there's still a little bloody girl of nine.<br />

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Hey Ma, you know.<br />

Been burned? Yeah, life is cold.<br />

Hey Ma, you've screamed and somewhere lost in time you scream.<br />

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But life goes on.<br />

Yeah, life goes on.<br />

So life goes on.<br />

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Knock, knock. Who's there?<br />

I've got a little joke about the horror of the world:<br />

The horror and the gag is the soul can die but life goes on.<br />

Hoo-ah'! Can you dig it?<br />

The heart keeps beating but the blood goes cold.<br />

And there's no rock bottom, <br />

So welcome to the joke of un-life, HA! HA! HA! <br />

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Hey Ma, I know:<br />

You died so long ago.<br />

Hey Ma, now I see:<br />

You're still a nine-year-old girl screaming.<br />

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But life goes on.<br />

Yeah, life goes on.<br />

So life goes on.<br />

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Time is the fire in which we burn.<br />

The heart keeps beating but the blood goes cold.<br />

What do you know about horror?<br />

Horror.