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Hate Your Guts
I got the call Monday mornin', oh no. Sometime around 9 a.m.. I felt down and out, left for dead. Lost without a friend. . Now how you live with yourself.
Harvester Of Pain
I said the morning mist is burning slow. Blood on sons and brothers gonna flow. Tomorrow will I live. No, I just don't know. . I said the morning comes, we march again.
Horse Called War
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Hate Your Guts
I got the call Monday mornin'. Sometime around 9 a.m.. I felt down and out, left for dead,. Lost without a friend. Now how you live with yourself. Well child, I just don't know.
Harvester Of Pain
The morning mist is burning slow. Blood on sons and brothers gonna flow. Tomorrow will I live,. I just don't know. Morning comes we march again. Into the fields of the killing man.
Harbors Of Pity
As you sink to the bottom of the silence you embrace. The lonesome worry and all it's replaced. Lost within your darkness is where you wish to be. The truth stands before you and yet you choose not to see.
Horse Called War
If the end be a comin' I soon be a bummin'. All you Jesus freaks I hope you're wrong. I've got so much left to live for. . All these religions without God's supervision.
Hate Your Guts
I got the call Monday mornin', oh no. Sometime around 9 a.m.. I felt down and out, left for dead. Lost without a friend. . Now how you live with yourself.
Harvester Of Pain
I said the morning mist is burning slow. Blood on sons and brothers gonna flow. Tomorrow will I live, I just don't know. . I said morning comes we march again.
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