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Do you cross your heart when you hope to die
Are you sleeping deep in the hurricane
IVs in the arm, forgetting to feel
We're crawling on all fours
Will you fall on that sword at the second coming
You're gonna taste the ash and dust
'Cause this world is dying in our arms

Now the wheels are turning
What would you do to stay alive if the planet was burning

You wanna make your hell a reality
Black lungs for the young if they dare to breathe
If they dare to breathe, woah
Sure sounds like heaven to me
You've gotta cut the roots to kill the weeds
No place to go if we don't believe
If we don't believe, woah
Good Lord, it's enough to plague a saint

Give us a Judas steer we can deify
Yeah, we all pretend we're the renegades
So wash us away, garroted by a halo
Take a bow, 'cause time's running out
There's no doubt that the end is coming
You're gonna taste the ash, you're gonna taste the dust
'Cause this world is dying in our arms

Now the wheels are turning
What would you do to stay alive if the planet was burning

You wanna make your hell a reality
Black lungs for the young if they dare to breathe
If they dare to breathe, woah
Sure sounds like heaven to me
You've gotta cut the roots to kill the weeds
No place to go if we don't believe
If we don't believe, woah
Good Lord, it's enough to plague a saint

Good Lord, it's enough to plague a saint

Post love, post truth, justice lays bound
And black bagged ready for the guillotine
We can all plead guilty when they ask
Where were you when the Gods clipped the wings of the Phoenix
They clipped the wings of the Phoenix
When will we wrestle the world from the fools and their gold, and their fucking covenant
We'll be waiting
Will enough be enough when we're holding on for dear life

You wanna make your hell a reality
Black lungs for the young if they dare to breathe
If they dare to breathe, woah
Sure sounds like heaven to me
You've gotta cut the roots to kill the weeds
No place to go if we don't believe
If we don't believe, woah
Good Lord, it's enough to plague a saint
It's enough to plague a saint
It's enough to plague a saint
It's enough to plague a saint

We can all plead guilty when they ask
Where were you when the Gods clipped the wings of the Phoenix