Left and broken the young dies
In the house that's full of lies.
As black hearts sing a mournful song
And spin a tale that is much too long.
Wandering souls cry out for hatred
In the place that was once sacred.
Death breathes on those who dream
And then it brings them there to scream.
The house of lies rests away,
From the pure light of a new day.
Lost from time and lost from life,
But full of hate and full of strife.
The house of lies is far and near,
The house of lies is here.
In the house that's full of lies.
As black hearts sing a mournful song
And spin a tale that is much too long.
Wandering souls cry out for hatred
In the place that was once sacred.
Death breathes on those who dream
And then it brings them there to scream.
The house of lies rests away,
From the pure light of a new day.
Lost from time and lost from life,
But full of hate and full of strife.
The house of lies is far and near,
The house of lies is here.




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