The Devil Wears Prada - Revive

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Science has become a child’s game
There is no solution to bring away this plague
No remedies have been discovered
The cure is a shotgun, the cure is whatever blunt instrument one can salvage
Whomever finds themselves too proper will be the first to perish
And you know nothing that matters now
We cannot restore (restore), we cannot recover (recover):
All is lost in the flood of the risen dead
We cannot restore (restore), we cannot recover (recover):
All is lost in the storm of the disgraceful
The incurable bring us our punishment
Today’s destruction can only be measured in… in biblical… biblical
proportion
Let’s go…
My will is at God’s hand, never within man’s teeth
My will is at God’s hand, never within man’s teeth
My will is at God’s hand, never within man’s teeth
Always wanting more, never enough, until this day and age when there’s nothing
left
Always wanting more, never enough, until this day and age when there’s nothing
left
Always wanting more. Never enough
We cannot restore (restore), we cannot recover (recover):
All is lost in the flood of the risen dead
We cannot restore (restore), we cannot recover (recover):
All is lost in the storm of the disgraceful
We cannot restore (restore), we cannot recover (recover):
All is lost in the flood of the risen dead
We cannot restore, we cannot recover: all is lost in the storm of the
disgraceful
We cannot restore, we cannot recover: all is lost in the flood of the risen dead
We cannot restore, we cannot recover: all is lost…