Slaughterhouse Of Love

Jihae

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The time has come for everyone
To wake from walking sleep
Centuries have come centuries have gone
Repeating history
We live for pleasure
Without no measure of billions of hands
From which we feed
There 's a hole, a hole in the sun
Hole in the sun
And everybody's got a gun
In the slaughterhouse of love

The time has come for everyone
To watch the waters rise
Riding low on that thin blue line
To be washed up with the tide
So much consumed and thrown away
Poison our earth to doom

There's a hole, a hole in the sun
Hole in the
And everybody's got a gun
In the slaughterhouse of love

In the slaughterhouse of love
Who is to blame
For those dying in vain
Or lying in heaven's name
Break free, break free
The curse of the moon on the bird of desire
Her lust for power and thirst for fire
The curse of the moon on the bird of desire
Her lust for power and thirst for fire

There's a hole, a hole in the sun
Hole in the sun
And everybody's got a gun
everybody's got a gun,
everybody's got a gun
In the slaughterhouse of love
In the slaughterhouse of love
In the slaughterhouse of love