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Track 05: The Cleansing

Artist: Nothing More

Album: The Few Not Fleeting

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I smell your rot a mile behind

I say pestilence, you say benign

You've made your grave with the dogs

By grace our paths have crossed

And all tolerance is lost

What is the price on your head?

I'll take it with these hands

Rip flesh from bone

And claim what we own

(War) For every generation there comes a time

(War) To join the gray or become what is right

(War) You stayed in shadows, and preyed on the blind

You're cyanide

Father, you know I'm seeking honor

Wanting life for my brothers

I will fight, the ones who stole the sun and left us night, they're cyanide.

Father guide my hands

I will cleanse this land

End the enemy

The innocent be freed

You and me

I fight for father's and daughters

Sons and mothers

Raped and murdered

Bound and tied

You came inside

You took their lives

Yeah I pray, I pray you die.

So I will fight the decadence that leeches our innocence, they're cyanide!