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Torn From WithinKnow, I can see, through your costomthat's conceiling all your lies, our disguise meant the pureify your deflecation. YOU, don't look at me YOU. won't look at me You know that your time's forthcoming YOU, won't look at me YOU, don't look away When you blink your eyes I will appear Fist to the face, tell me, how does your blood taste? Fist to the face, tell me, how do you like this? Fist to the face, tell me, how does your blood taste? Fist to the fist to the fist to the face. I won't describe all the pain that I will bring upon you. Look in my eyes, or did your shame destroy all your vision? YOU, can'trun away YOU, won't run away You can't run away, you coward. YOU, won't run away YOU, will face up You will face up when you're in the ground Fist to the face, tell me, how does your blood taste? Fist to the face, tell me, how do you like this? Fist to the face, tell me, how does your blood taste? Fist to the fist to the fist to the face. Maybe I seem shrewd I know we can't save the world I will do my part. So let's get started. Say what you meen. Meen what you say. Throw your fist in the air. It's just begining. Swing the broken fist of God. Faith is shattered. Swing the broken fist of God Faith is shattered. Can't run away |