Oh, Manhattan Guilty Blessings Pt II lyrics

Establish the traps and place the bait,
With the fire comes the enticement of your game to the fields,
With the candles lit in a cabaret,
Come close to me, we'll make history,
Ensure us the false fates of righteousness and glory,
Harvest the children, the feast is ready,
Our mothers and fathers have seen the killing fields
So now we bare witness

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In heaven, everything is fine,
In black and white we'll see his flaw in design,
In heaven, everything is fine,
We'll brand ourselves with pride at stake,
As one of the herd has gone astray,

Keep your pity and your malice to yourself,
I've been cast out by better friends than you,
Pull these teeth, we'll see who bites first,
You may be leaving in traction and heartache,
There are no vacancy for new fears,
They've filled our heads like hotels for years,
With the candles lit in a cabaret,
Come close to me, we'll make history,
Without wrap and bow this gift is free,

And without warning they've alerted the arsenal for me,
Our mothers and fathers have seen the killing fields
So now we bare witness

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The sunlight brings warmth across my face again,
It's like the warmth that is possessed by the souls of southern women,
It's the subtle smile I get knowing that tragedy is among us,
And that every first time ends with emotions in comas,
It punctuates the guilty blessings in our lives,
Destroys the beauty in our minds,
We'll you want blood, I'll fucking give you blood

We tread the grounds our forefathers claimed,
The earth bleeds crimson, the sky is filled with flames,

Disaster has given new fear not only of ourselves
But of the wretched souls lost in the fields of death.

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