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Source - Bringing Out The Dead lyrics
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It's time we knew what we have done The malice brought up on us all A modern plague to sweep the world This premise's written in our code Cast in stone truth no more join with the lost Lives are dissected and sold This endless morbid voyeurism Will threaten to devour us all The caste of ravens in control They feed the masses what they want Oh god of ratings bless us now We're selling prime time of our souls Pray for death pray for rape let there be war Then we'll sympathize with the lost The more of suffering we sip The suffer we feel in our home Aaaargh bringing out the dead The pain the hate the misery Till our collective hunger's fed Aaaargh bringing out the dead The greed, despair and avarice Till our collective needs are met Emotions are commodities They're nurtured by our TV screens Alleviate your sense of guilt By selling publicly your sins Dignity sympathy they are foreclosed Ultimate submission the goal The underprivileged are whored Lack of compassion and control Aaargh bringing out the dead In our minds in our homes Nothing's ever left unsaid Aaaargh bringing out the dead In our hearts in our souls Nothing ever left to save