Track 4711/6A Soft Lullaby

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"Down, God" is the way forward, smash chains and lies Stop the cries of the child massacred, the bombs keep falling The bombs keep falling Forsake the prophecy for a profit, you took that in check Short, foolish you, foolish you Blinded by the self-serving trick by trickery Your sense of numbness is killing me, killing me, killing me My good old days, they were never ever actually any Just a penny and a pot to piss in Snig it in deeper, here comes the creeper With his best friend reaper Whoa, that's a nice shiny sickle Gimme a slap and tickle Whoa, yeah "Down, God" is the way forward, smash chains and lies Stop the cries of the child massacred, the bombs keep falling The bombs keep falling Whoa, yeah The bombs keep falling Yeah The bombs keep falling Yeah Bombs keep falling Through the walls I hear calls afar of those who were barred And bruised, battered and scarred and left for all to be seen Not to be sheen, to slink, clean, wake the fake dream Break the fate, lick the hatred, they can't collapse Can't back the faith, can't take the bait, they break the state Break the base and fill crates up with dead snakes Whoa, whoa "Down, God" is the way forward, smash chains and lies Stop the cries of the child massacred, the bombs keep falling The bombs keep falling Bombs keep falling