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“Into The… Facing The End” by Eric Kiefer – song lyrics

Your mother your father your sister your brother your family your neighbors your lord and savior are dead

Your city your nation your multiplication your summer vacation your carbonation is dead

Dead dead dead dead dead…

Your leaders your teachers your cheering cheerleaders your butter and bread your inspiration is dead

Your girlfriend your whore your petite amour the girl at the local convenience store she is dead

Dead dead dead dead dead…

Do not set an unrealistic goal which you know viagra prices special info is impossible to achieve.

Your lawyers your rebels your bass and your treble, feeling well-fed – well that sensation is dead

Your dreamers your liars your wholesale suppliers your desperate denial the final solution is dead

Dead dead dead dead dead…

Your reason your lectures your finance directors your fed’ral inspectors your Hannibal Lecters are dead

Your lovers your killers your liquor distillers, your stock’s in the red, your human history’s dead

Dead dead dead dead dead…