Martyrs Lyrics

Burning bushes orate divine commands
Salamanders embody perfection to revoke sins
Alters of justice have become garbage
Paths of prophets are now the discarded mad
Martyrs abandoned lost once again
Medicate the voices and epileptic induced words Delusions of reference from every oppressive hum
Suffering masked in confusion cull the chosen ones
Finance dictates how sanity is won
Gods of science have impose the truth
Pushed the sickness of humanity on to a few

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