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Text: Bleed The Sky. Division.

The fucking gun was in my throat
Want to see you crawl
Crawl

My position, call it oppression
It's quite impossible to reform those who misbehave
Giving in to your blackest desires
Turning everyone you loved into liars

Life will divide
Nobody leaves here alive
Bleeding the sky
Nobody leaves here alive

Life will divide
Nobody leaves here alive
Bleeding the sky
Nobody leaves here alive

Reconsider, fuck your condition
Using everything you've taken against him
Old cuts and scars are reopened
Wings that are clipped can't be made to fly again

Life will divide
Nobody leaves here alive
Bleeding the sky
Nobody leaves here alive

Life will divide
Nobody leaves here alive
Bleeding the sky
Nobody leaves here alive

All in time will be yours if you try
Can't you see that I needed to die?
Your heart is indicating vindication, vindication
Something I do not believe is right
It's all mine

Get down on your knees and beg for it's your fucking time
Get down on your fucking knees and beg for death
It's so funny, truth

Nobody leaves here alive
Nobody leaves here alive
Bleeding the sky
Nobody leaves here alive
Nobody leaves here alive