1, 2, 3, 4 Vengeance and violence Eyes cracking, all the idols Tumbling, ever becomes clear My faith, my religion, my hate Hate that has no truth Hate that stares down me Has no care or understanding You turn your head or laugh your face Hate, hate, we're conquerors Hate, hate, is turning, turning on you
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