Unleash the Armageddon So all the children go to heaven I sit by quiet still With their pictures on my eyes You'll draw the guns you're given Write down the words as written And never disturb the presence Of resurrection crutch
And it's about time It's about drawing near Blue skies bring tears Blue skies bring tears Blue skies bring tears
Descend the darkened stairways Make hate with plastic playmates And fire out remaining traces Of your self-esteem Mainline the deepest secrets Lick clean the dirty fingers I am a stranger to you As you are to yourself
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