There ain't no peace in HellWe're ending up deadCan't help but feel the gun behind our headsNo time to bother on what's left to sayWe only live to fight another day
Caught up in a sick realitySearching for meaning in a cesspool of thievesI disgust the filthiness this nation breedsForever biting off the hand that feeds
No peace, we're all condemnedNo peace, no chance of lifeFever creeps while masses sleepBut I can see through the cracking of your lies
I will spit, I will spit on your gravesI will spit, I will spit on your graves
Sinking, trapped and forced to obeyForever bounded to these shackles of painYou played with fire, brought the world to its kneesFor there's no chance because death's coming for thee
No peace we're all condemnedNo peace, no chance of lifeFever creeps while masses sleepBut I can see through the cracking of your lies
I will spit, I will spit on your gravesI will spit, I will spit on your graves
Time destroys and life resigns
No escape and no way out
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