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The Agonist

Genres: Metal

Born Dead Buried Alive Lyrics - The Agonist

The bloodline traces back to the past from 

Whence the first real Christians came. The 

Racist procreation remains in every God-damned 

rally, riot and rage. Eternal damnation divided by 

nation, fighting for land, language and souls. A 

kick to the face of pride... leave hypnotic control 

behind, how is it that even now, to this day, 

This potion we're born with still runs through 

Our veins? 

 

Brainwash young minds - They will learn what 

you teach; practice what you preach. Brainwash 

young minds - breed corruption. 

 

Didn't you expect when you built your 

Empire on pillars of cadavers (genocide yields power - 

you built your empire on murder) that it would 

corrode with time? 

 

Say, how do you justify systematic eradication 

of the diversity, the foundation, of all humanity? 

Say how do you justify putting words in my 

mouth, blood on my hands, hate in my heart? 

Say how do you justify putting words in my 

mouth, blood on my hands, hate in my heart? 

Say how do you justify? 

 

The bloodline traces back to the past from 

Whence the first real Christians came. The 

Racist procreation remains in every God-damned 

rally, riot and rage. Eternal damnation divided by 

nation, fighting for land, language and souls. A 

kick to the face of pride... 

An insult to all those who've died 

To all those who've died 

To all those who've died 

 

Brainwash young minds - They will learn what 

you teach; practice what you preach. Brainwash 

young minds - breed corruption. 

 

Didn't you expect when you built your 

Empire on pillars of cadavers (genocide yields power - 

you built your empire on murder) that it would 

corrode with time? Say, how do you justify? 

 

I lock eyes with the black monolith 

Towering over me. 

I lock eyes with the black monolith 

In my reflection I see our 

Name printed far too many times, over and over 

Again. You cannot know the warm toveh of the 

vengeance that calls without the sting of the 

Betrayal that afflicts us all. 

You cannot know the warm toveh of the 

vengeance that calls without the sting of the 

Betrayal that afflicts us all 

Are you remember?



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