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More Songs and Albums by : Agonist, The
"Born Dead, Buried Alive" Lyrics

The bloodline traces back to the past from whence the first real Christians came
The racist procreation remains in every goddamned rally riot and rage

Eternal damnation
Divided by nation
Fighting for land
Language and souls

A kick to the face of pride
Leave hypnotic control behind

How is it that even now to this day
This poison we're born with
Still runs through our veins
Still runs through our veins
Still runs through our veins

Brainwash young minds
They will learn what you teach
Practice what you preach
Brainwash young minds
Breed corruption

Didn't you expect when
You built your empire on pillars of cadavers
Genocide yields power
You built, your empire on murder
That it would corrode with time

Say, how do you justify?

Systematic eradication of the diversity
The foundation of all humanity
Say, how do you justify?

Putting words in my mouth
Blood on my hands
Hate in my heart
Say, how do you justify?
Putting words in my mouth
Blood on my hands
Hate in my heart
Say, how do you justify?

The bloodline traces back to the past from whence the first real Christians came
The racist procreation remains in every goddamned rally riot and rage

Eternal damnation
Divided by nation
Fighting for land
Language and souls

A kick to the face of pride
An insult to all those who've died
To all those who've died
To all those who've died

Brainwash young minds
They will learn what you teach
Practice what you preach
Brainwash young minds
Breed corruption

Didn't you expect when
You built your empire on pillars of cadavers
Genocide yields power
You built your empire on murder
That it would corrode with time

Say, how do you justify?

I lock eyes with the dark monolith towering over me
I lock eyes with the dark monolith
In my reflection I see our name printed for too many times
Over and over again

You cannot know the warm touch of the vengeance that calls
Without the sting of the betrayal that afflicts us all
You cannot know the warm touch of the vengeance that calls
Without the sting of the betrayal that afflicts us all


Writer(s): Alissa White-gluz, Christopher Kells, Daniel Marino, Derek Nadon