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He's My Guide lyrics

No doubt, everything's up for sale
We sleep, all of the world is burning
We pray to God for a better deal

Nothing is sacred back then or now
Everything's wasted
Is that all there is?
Can I go now?

Judas my guide
Whispers in the night
Judas my guide

Fight wars, die in a blaze of glory
Come home, meat in a plastic sack
Fall down, better pray to your God for mercy
So kneel and help the blade cut clean

Nothing is sacred back then or now
Everyone's wasted
Is that all there is?
Is that it now?

Judas my guide
Whispers in the night
Judas my guide

Judas my guide
Whispers in the night
Judas my guide

I live in the black
I have no guiding light
I'm whispering in your dreams

Judas my guide
Whispers in the night
Judas my guide

Judas my guide
Whispers in the night
Judas my guide

No doubt, everything's up for sale
We sleep, all of the world is burning

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