I don't respect your, superstition
Parade of ignorance, crush the innocent
With their skinny, flailing wrists reaching up to the sky,
Searching for light, when there is nothing to see you wonder why
Suffer, it means nothing to me
Suffer, you still what you want to see
Suffer, it means nothing to me
Suffer, you still what you want to see
A ruthless cleansing has already begun, and it's time to move on
The competition in doubting your ignorance has grown so old on me
With their skinny flailing wrists reaching up to the sky,
Searching for the light, when there is nothing to see you wonder why
You wonder why
You wonder why
You wonder why
You wonder why
You wonder why
So reach higher and higher and higher,
And we'll continue to crush
Your brightest lights are out now
Your brightest lights are out now
Suffer, it means nothing to me
Suffer, you still see what you want to see
Suffer, it means nothing to me
Suffer, you still see what you want to see
Suffer, it means nothing to me
Suffer, you still see what you want to see
Suffer, it means nothing to me
Suffer, you still see what you want to see
Suffer, it means nothing to me
Suffer, you still see what you want to see
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