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Filth And Squalor (Black)Somewhere there's a choice being madeFor the mass by the will of a broken few Guided by the hand of the guilty Praised as a cure for a curse When really this is all catastrophic And we're tethered to the hull of a sinking ship Scratching for a breath at the surface Praying for the ropes to slip I always knew that the damned would inherit the earth As soon as they learned to speak We would be suffering Sucking on the scraps of the wicked wealth We were bound by need To vicious villainy Tear it down Start again Erasing every trace so stale scars can mend Then we will sing "The way things used to be" "The way things used to be" "The way things used to be" I always knew that the damned would inherit the earth As soon as they learned to speak We would be suffering Sucking on the scraps of the wicked wealth We were bound by need To vicious villainy Tear it down Start again I always knew that the damned would inherit the earth As soon as they learned to speak We would be suffering Sucking on the scraps of the wicked wealth And we were bound by need To vicious villainy I always knew that the damned would inherit the earth As soon as they learned to breed We would be suffering Sucking on the scraps of the wicked wealth And we were bound by need To vicious villainy Tear it down Start again |