Lyrics
Not one word left inperverted by the human race. Everything our God, our creator gave us, has been selfishly prostituted, left for dead. Not one soul give's notice, not one breaks out. To care to mend, Trample the weak, live for yourself unlearn. WE ARE OUR OWN ASSASSIGNS, behold in my own prophetic visions are the ruins of mankind. Our broke down world, we spit on ourselves. WE ARE OUR OWN ASSISSIGNS.
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