Phobia

Mercy killing

Phobia
This faith through manipulation you contend
A weakened conscience, deceived until the end
You might as well put a bullet in your head
No Chris to save you’re already dead already dead!

Nailed down to the stake through shame!
I’ll give you something to ease the pain

Mercy killing
Mercy killing
Mercy killing
Mercy killing

Where’s the honor while dying with your guilt?
Accomplish nothing the reminisce your fault
You might as well put a bullet in your head
No Christ to save your already dead already dead!

Nailed down to the stake through shame!

Mercy killing
Mercy killing
Mercy killing
Mercy killing

1/3 population remains blind
You’re the whore within the system
That bleeds you dry

Bleeds you dry while
You try to make sense
If this is the case
It’s already the end

Mercy killing
Mercy killing
Mercy killing
Mercy killing

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