Album : III
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I make my home on the black and dead land
I live with the cretins and ashes in sin
High class society's full of the low lives
I found my place down in hell

Don't tell me I'm damning my soul
Fuck you ain't trying to save me at all
You say on the judgment day I'm doomed
I think you are full of shit

You come at me with a book full of truth
But the real truth is that it's nothing but lies
Converting the free into zombified fools
Salvation's a lie, there is no prize

Don't tell me I'm damning my soul
Fuck you ain't trying to save me at all
You say on the judgment day I'm doomed
I think you are full of shit

This ain't no fuckin' reckoning day
This ain't no fuckin' reckoning day
This ain't no fuckin' reckoning day
This ain't no fuckin' reckoning day
I make my home on the black and dead land   I live with the cretins and ashes in sin   High class society's full of the low lives   I found my place down in hell      Don't tell me I'm damning my soul   Fuck you ain't trying to save me at all   You say on the judgment day I'm doomed   I think you are full of shit      You come at me with a book full of truth   But the real truth is that it's nothing but lies   Converting the free into zombified fools   Salvation's a lie, there is no prize      Don't tell me I'm damning my soul   Fuck you ain't trying to save me at all   You say on the judgment day I'm doomed   I think you are full of shit      This ain't no fuckin' reckoning day   This ain't no fuckin' reckoning day   This ain't no fuckin' reckoning day   This ain't no fuckin' reckoning day