The True Face

Broken Culture

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Sifting through the cracks I find God is dead
Now it's just like in my head
The static you create muffles the sound
But nothing you can make will ever tear it down
I find myself hear again
breathing the poison you left within
My beautiful memories wrapped in glass
broken, spit on, toyed and smashed

And I'm one step closer to the end of the world
And i'm going to tear it down
And I'm one step closer to the end of the world
And i'm going to tear it down
And I'm one step closer to the end of the world
And i'm going to tear it down
And i'm one step closer to the end of the world
And i'm going to tear it down

And I'm going to tear it down
And I'm going to tear it down
And I'm going to tear it down

The end of the world...
The end of the world...
The end of the world...
The end of the world...