| Song | Glorified |
| Artist | Dozer |
| Album | Call it Conspiracy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| It's out, whatever brings you right into the fire out | |
| of hate, | |
| and the rage survives... | |
| All gone, and you will be dead before the blood runs | |
| from your mouth, | |
| yeah we'll bury you whole... | |
| Yeah, I can feel it's going... | |
| Seems like it's always showing... | |
| You know, but as long as you hold onto it well then | |
| so | |
| shall I, | |
| what else can make you doubt? | |
| And what God, could ever save you when there's never | |
| ever no response, | |
| yeah, it's all a source of lies... | |
| Yeah, I can feel it's going... | |
| Seems like it's always showing... | |
| Yeah, I can hear it's right here... | |
| Seems like it's never comin'... | |
| But you seem to deny it, | |
| and I can see it's over, | |
| you couldn't bring ‘em back to life... | |
| You seem to deny it, | |
| and I believe it's over, | |
| it's just another act of God... | |
| It's out, whatever brings you right into the fire out | |
| of hate, | |
| the rage never dies... | |
| All gone, and you will be dead before the blood runs | |
| from your mouth, | |
| but it'll wash right off... | |
| Yeah, I can feel it's going... | |
| Seems like it's always showing... | |
| Yeah, I can hear it's right here... | |
| Seems like it's never comin'... | |
| But you seem to deny it, | |
| and I can see it's over, | |
| you couldn't bring ‘em back to life... | |
| You seem to deny it, | |
| and I believe it's over, | |
| it's just another act of God... | |
| But you seem to deny it, |
| It' s out, whatever brings you right into the fire out | |
| of hate, | |
| and the rage survives... | |
| All gone, and you will be dead before the blood runs | |
| from your mouth, | |
| yeah we' ll bury you whole... | |
| Yeah, I can feel it' s going... | |
| Seems like it' s always showing... | |
| You know, but as long as you hold onto it well then | |
| so | |
| shall I, | |
| what else can make you doubt? | |
| And what God, could ever save you when there' s never | |
| ever no response, | |
| yeah, it' s all a source of lies... | |
| Yeah, I can feel it' s going... | |
| Seems like it' s always showing... | |
| Yeah, I can hear it' s right here... | |
| Seems like it' s never comin'... | |
| But you seem to deny it, | |
| and I can see it' s over, | |
| you couldn' t bring ' em back to life... | |
| You seem to deny it, | |
| and I believe it' s over, | |
| it' s just another act of God... | |
| It' s out, whatever brings you right into the fire out | |
| of hate, | |
| the rage never dies... | |
| All gone, and you will be dead before the blood runs | |
| from your mouth, | |
| but it' ll wash right off... | |
| Yeah, I can feel it' s going... | |
| Seems like it' s always showing... | |
| Yeah, I can hear it' s right here... | |
| Seems like it' s never comin'... | |
| But you seem to deny it, | |
| and I can see it' s over, | |
| you couldn' t bring ' em back to life... | |
| You seem to deny it, | |
| and I believe it' s over, | |
| it' s just another act of God... | |
| But you seem to deny it, |
| It' s out, whatever brings you right into the fire out | |
| of hate, | |
| and the rage survives... | |
| All gone, and you will be dead before the blood runs | |
| from your mouth, | |
| yeah we' ll bury you whole... | |
| Yeah, I can feel it' s going... | |
| Seems like it' s always showing... | |
| You know, but as long as you hold onto it well then | |
| so | |
| shall I, | |
| what else can make you doubt? | |
| And what God, could ever save you when there' s never | |
| ever no response, | |
| yeah, it' s all a source of lies... | |
| Yeah, I can feel it' s going... | |
| Seems like it' s always showing... | |
| Yeah, I can hear it' s right here... | |
| Seems like it' s never comin'... | |
| But you seem to deny it, | |
| and I can see it' s over, | |
| you couldn' t bring ' em back to life... | |
| You seem to deny it, | |
| and I believe it' s over, | |
| it' s just another act of God... | |
| It' s out, whatever brings you right into the fire out | |
| of hate, | |
| the rage never dies... | |
| All gone, and you will be dead before the blood runs | |
| from your mouth, | |
| but it' ll wash right off... | |
| Yeah, I can feel it' s going... | |
| Seems like it' s always showing... | |
| Yeah, I can hear it' s right here... | |
| Seems like it' s never comin'... | |
| But you seem to deny it, | |
| and I can see it' s over, | |
| you couldn' t bring ' em back to life... | |
| You seem to deny it, | |
| and I believe it' s over, | |
| it' s just another act of God... | |
| But you seem to deny it, |