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Theres No Sympathy For The Dead

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Oh my god
I have the remedy for love
I struck the glass and broke the bones inside my fist but Im okay
I cannot change you ( I cannot change you )
You'll never change ( Youll never change )
I never would expect to bring this to the end

Something so profound
Something you wont expect
Take this scripture like a picture and wear it around your neck
The sky it opens up
Dont get swallowed by the flames
What's mine is yours and yours is mine so take me away

You hear the sounds, they carry out
There's no sympathy for the dead
It swells and I was never the same
There's no sympathy for the dead
I taste my salvation like the barrel of your

We see the stars falling from the sky ( on fire )
The blinding light gleaming from your eyes ( our desire )
Well life has died
In the end were still alive
And down below, i see your dam, crashing like a tidal wave
Wave

I cannot change you
You'll never change ( you'll never change )
I never would expect to bring this to the end

I can't breathe
Wake up from this nightmare that Im in
Dive into a holy river and wash away my sins
As I reach ( say goodbye )
My serpents of the water now
I will breathe and burn out my eyes

You hear the sounds, they carry out
There's no sympathy for the dead
It swells and I was never the same
There's no sympathy for the dead
I taste my salvation in the barrel of your

We see the stars falling from the sky ( on fire )
Blinding light gleaming from your eyes ( our desire )
Well life has died
In the end were still alive
And down below, i see your dam, crashing like a tidal wave
Wave

So take the medicines to quench the pain we have
And welcome to the end, until youve reached the sand
A hundred thousand wings, soaring through the sky
And into speeds, we can gauge with our eyes
You hear the sounds coming through they carry out
Just wait ( just wait)
You hesitate

I have the remedy, until the poison escapes
I struck the glass, it shatters bones in my fist ( you hesititate )
( 4x )

There's no sympathy for the dead
You hesitate
( 4x )
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