Embrace itself and all that's small All of this pain, suffering, sadness Freedom or truth, justice, hell, hell, hell *** who you are Negative, half-born, half-given, half-known, half-known Here today, we are going down to hell So millions of things will fail For some of the world that does not pray A man with nothing to lose, will kill for something to hold He will tear your flesh And a man who don't repeat, he will do the same And I will be falling back to the ground So millions of things will fail For some of the world that does not pray A man with nothing to lose, will kill for something to hold He will tear your flesh And a man who don't repeat, he will do the same And I will be falling back to the ground So millions of things will fail For some of the world that does not pray We plead for the rest of your beings We plead to fight the rest of your parasites We plead for the need for salvation We plead for self-sacrifice We plead to fight the rest of your parasites We plead to fight the rest of your parasites We plead to fight the rest of your parasites Thousands wandering in the thought process A painting lubricates itself Mirrored by malicious intentions Echidna Heretics We bleed We bleed A man with nothing to lose, has chosen the fantasy His wings have chosen life And a man who don't repeat, he has done the same Burn them all brother, burn them all Take a breath, fill your lungs, take a breath, take a breath, come on, come on, breathe This life is where you take every hour *