Lyrics – Split with Ambassador Gun

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1. Lost Cause
Guns blazin’, there was fire in the sky
The world was coming to an end
If you think that you could front on this, you fucking kid you don’t know shit
Trashing yourself and everyone around you, submit to misery
Live fast – die young, work hard – die trying, how will you start again?
Condemn yourself to a living hell, your hatred will prevail
The friends that stay true will see you through
The friends that betray will fade away
One life, one chance – one chance is all you get
One life, one chance – one chance to make things right
I will not contribute to your path of self-destruction
If you’re not willing to save yourself then get the fuck out
Lost cause

2. Black Wolf
You’re so naive to believe that you have a voice
You’re so foolish to think that you can make a difference
Does that mean you should give in? Does that mean you should give up?
You have to stand up for yourself and stay true to what you believe – Black wolf
To all the hate and violence that surrounds us – You can’t give in, you can’t give in
A lesson in self-control
To the lack of will that this world has – You can’t give up, you can’t give up
Nothing’s gonna stop you
To all the users who suck the bone dry – Fuck off and die, fuck off and die
We’re better off without you
Your family and your friends can’t be forced to make up for what you’ve lost
Your family and your friends are there to lend a helping hand
When everything turns against you, when you’ve lost it all
The world will keep on moving with or without you
Hands in the air as an act of defiance
Always on the outside, never looking in; don’t believe the lies, never give in

3. Death Refuge
For the liars, for the thieves, for the gluttons, for the cheats
Cut out the tongue of the liar, never will he speak
Never witness the darkness within, conform to infernal lust
Erased from the book of life, deaden the scum of the earth
Lodged in the jaw of the liar, sentenced in frozen seclusion
The lake of fire will freeze, paralyzed with a fire in your eyes, no lies to hide behind
We call on death refuge
For the great betrayer, for destruction of all life, for malicious murderers
We call on death refuge
For the liars, for the thieves, for the gluttons, for the cheats
For the non-believers living at death’s door
For the fallen angels, we call on death refuge

4. False Profit
I’m enthralled by the idea of your savior; I don’t believe that the dead will walk
The idea of the martyr is strong until you profit from his will
Belief and hope can fill the soul but reality defeats a false hope
If your savior came back today, he would be a false prophet
No one is coming back from the dead
God’s children profit off the poor
You can grant me eternal damnation
I’m not afraid, I’ll see you there
No one is coming back from the dead (x4)