Paroles /Boot: Processing de The New Silent Generation

The New Silent Generation
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This visage will ascend
From over dearest banality
The fetid armor
Of fraudulent innocence
And blissful ignorance
Will be purged

March dear children
Right into the dawn
Let that resplendent star
Tear the blight from your skin
And oust this tenement of sin

Feel the beholder's gaze
Root your feet to the stage
Bastard facades wane
As visceral colors drench the floor
Flowing from the soul's hemic sore

Blind mastication
Of divine purity
Shall never forfeit
The sweetly inspired
Gift of atonement

A godless assembly
Now cowers in
Apt trepidation
Against the might
Of our immaculate horde

May every man
And every god
Resign their breath
Into the palms
Of our crimson grasp

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