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The Holy Land

Blood sifting in sand

given the chance to die fighting for your soul

it's all just aggression at the gesture of remission

circumvent the apocalypse

the world of God bleeding from your lips

Starvation:Hallucination

Saints and Martyrs forcing your hand

Only to break the foundation from what you live

Screams of pain, screams of hunger

a hunger driving you violent, violent and wild

Ambushed on all sides, instinct your only ally

distrust from the inside

A rope from a lesser, sell out your oppressor

sadistic symptom of lust

you'll earn salvation when the walls bust