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Live and undrugged six years and countin`

Believer in Christ, Yes, yes, the blessed fountain

Apologetic warrior, chalk one up for the visitors

Casting fiercesome light into the shadows of midnight

To the underground we descend

With our whole gereration to defend

Got a whole army on my case, Got the devil in my face

`Cause that punk knows when`s the end



Unite, ignite and spark a light to burn so bright the

Sight will blind the blind of this our modern time.



O yeah, I got a beef with the fence-sitters

Tiers among the wheat, the cop-outs, the quitters

Cut from the branch fruitless, no good,

Only one use and that`s firewood

Pay no mind to the generation line

Forsake your sect and be color blind

The problem`s not Hollywood, the problem`s not Washington

The problem`s a weak divided church of schizmed Christians.



Never going back the the darkness I was damned in

Now I turn my back on the place that I was found in

Flick a match on Babylon, burn baby burn

Raised my mind for all this time and now it`s your turn

Got enough gasoline and plenty o` matches

Finally I`m free and I shake off the ashes

From the city of refuse, I refuse to pay dues

To you, not me, and none of the free and the few.

Live and undrugged six years and countin`

Believer in Christ, Yes, yes, the blessed fountain

Apologetic warrior, chalk one up for the visitors

Casting fiercesome light into the shadows of midnight

To the underground we descend

With our whole gereration to defend

Got a whole army on my case, Got the devil in my face

`Cause that punk knows when`s the end



Unite, ignite and spark a light to burn so bright the

Sight will blind the blind of this our modern time.



O yeah, I got a beef with the fence-sitters

Tiers among the wheat, the cop-outs, the quitters

Cut from the branch fruitless, no good,

Only one use and that`s firewood

Pay no mind to the generation line

Forsake your sect and be color blind

The problem`s not Hollywood, the problem`s not Washington

The problem`s a weak divided church of schizmed Christians.



Never going back the the darkness I was damned in

Now I turn my back on the place that I was found in

Flick a match on Babylon, burn baby burn

Raised my mind for all this time and now it`s your turn

Got enough gasoline and plenty o` matches

Finally I`m free and I shake off the ashes

From the city of refuse, I refuse to pay dues

To you, not me, and none of the free and the few.

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