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On The Seventh Day God Created Master
America The Pitiful lyrics
Oh pitiful for smoggy skiesWith amber lanes of waste
With Dreadful mountain poverty's
So many infants slain
America, America
God shed his wrath on thee
No livelihood, It's just not good
From sea to blackened sea
Time ticks away, but still they play
With plans of conquering
The industry, they think they're free
Toy soldiers of the damned
America, America
God shed his death on thee
No livelihood, it's just not good
From sea to blackened sea
Oh Beautiful for spacious skies
With amber waves of grain
With purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain
America, America
God shed his grace on thee
With crown thy hood and brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
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Albums Song Lyrics
Album Name: On The Seventh Day God Created Master
Release date: 2005
- What Kind Of God
- Latitudinarian
- Heathen
- Used
- Demon
- Constant Quarrel
- Judgement Of Will
- America The Pitiful
- Who Is Left To Decide
- Submerged In Sin
Album Name: Master
Release date: 2005
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