INHERITANCE

by Our Last Crusade

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Has the panic fucking hit yet, can you feel it? Toxic conscience
Has the panic fucking hit?

I look the old man in the eyes and know just how he’ll die
With bated breath, he knows he lied
To draw a parallel between our lives and between our hells
I’ve tried to wish you well
And I hope you know; it’s not personal, I can’t forgive this home and I’m burning it all
In a word to emancipate and to soothe the soul with your own fucking hate, all in all you’ll amount to be nothing

Borne up on wings of jealously, drifting in foam
My idols all slept without eyelids
The lame gods of my night, their opus to my plight, cackling with lies
My heroes all knew when their eyes went blind

I have nothing for my own to show, I am a lost piece in the whole
I am the needle that you never know yet I stab, yet I stab, and yet you do not turn (x2)

Let them thirst only for water
Let their hunger be insatiable
Let them mourn only for martyrs
Line ‘em up and let 'em drop motherfucker
Let them thirst only for water
Let their hunger be insatiable
Let them mourn only for martyrs
Line ‘em up and let 'em drop, shots fired

In a word to emancipate and to soothe the soul with your own fucking hate, all in all you’ll amount to be nothing

They spat it back in my face
Make me whole, make me whole, make me whole again
I am ashamed of my own fate
Make me whole, make me whole, make me whole again
Make me whole, make me all you’ll never be

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released October 31, 2016

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Our Last Crusade Calgary, Alberta

8-string Metal from Calgary, Alberta, Canada. All relevant links can be found on www.ourlastcrusade.com

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