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Bloodthirsty - horn on the wind
Hellhen - outside looking in
Voices that carry on nightly
Don't ask - just go in now blindly

I'm bloodshot, thrown away goods
Venomous, so fucking ruthless
A well of anger to be avoided

Extended forgivness, and then got bit..
They call it the breaking point
When it comes to faith, this time you've quit
They call it the breaking point

Stand up against the gates and be counted
Counted
When summoned
Stand up against the gates and be counted
counted
When summoned

Nothing's ever set in stone
Wade through, harvest seeds you've sown
It's all right, right as rain
As far as I'm concerned, FUCK THE FAME!!

Im bloodshot, thrown away goods
Venomous, so fucking ruthless
A well of sadness to be avoided

Extended forgivness, and then got bit..
They call it the breaking point
When it comes to faith, this time you've quit
They call it the breaking point

Stand up against the gates and be counted
Counted
When summoned
Stand up against the gates and be counted
counted
When summoned

Climbing..scratching..uphill
So breathless, lifeless, able still

Long live this short life of trouble
Long live, short life
Long live this short life of trouble
Long live, long live
Bloodthirsty - horn on the wind   Hellhen - outside looking in   Voices that carry on nightly   Don't ask - just go in now blindly      I'm bloodshot, thrown away goods   Venomous, so fucking ruthless   A well of anger to be avoided      Extended forgivness, and then got bit..   They call it the breaking point   When it comes to faith, this time you've quit   They call it the breaking point      Stand up against the gates and be counted   Counted   When summoned   Stand up against the gates and be counted   counted   When summoned      Nothing's ever set in stone   Wade through, harvest seeds you've sown   It's all right, right as rain   As far as I'm concerned, FUCK THE FAME!!      Im bloodshot, thrown away goods   Venomous, so fucking ruthless   A well of sadness to be avoided      Extended forgivness, and then got bit..   They call it the breaking point   When it comes to faith, this time you've quit   They call it the breaking point      Stand up against the gates and be counted   Counted   When summoned   Stand up against the gates and be counted   counted   When summoned      Climbing..scratching..uphill   So breathless, lifeless, able still      Long live this short life of trouble   Long live, short life   Long live this short life of trouble   Long live, long live
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