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Letras: Amen. We Have Come For Your Parents. Ungrateful Dead.


We live with blindfolds on
To protect our jaded eyes
We live with blindfolds on
To assert our demented lives
Too long in this invention
To judge your fuckin' life
Too long in this infection

This city's paralized
This city's paralized
This city never lies
This city's paralized
In this city's shit

We live with blindfolds on
We live with blindfolds on
We're cut from this infection
Cut to a perfect defection

Ungrateful, unwilling
Untouched by Human eyes
Unwanted, unfitted
Uncut formally blind

We are the city of the dead
We live in the city of the dead
We are born in the beds
Of all the dogs that you fed

Don't believe a word
Because I pray to you
This is as far as you get
Don't believe a word
Because I betray you too
This is the wounds of the dead

This is the city of the dead
This is the city of the...
Go put your blindfolds on
Go put your blindfolds on
Don't believe a word
Because I take you too
All of the wombs of the decayed

Dead city
Ungrateful dead
Turn this skin out

We lay torn in their beds
We lay born in their dead
Ungrateful dead
Turn this skin out