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Born to believe you are the better
Treat everyone like they are nothing but debtors
You are the one, the truly forsaken
Viewing your role as your head undertaker
Primeval, primeval, you are the one
You are the heaven, earth, and you are the sun
You are the man who gets to hold the gun
Where will you hide when this is all done?
More you prepare your torturous ways to hone your skill
As a human being as you bend them to your will
You become what you think that you're fighting against in the end
And how will you make your peace and thank your men?
Using the electricity, smells the burning stench
And you design a special torturer's trench
Try to change your clothes but you can't remove the smell
Even in your dreams will not release you from your hell
Primeval, primeval, you are the one
You are the heaven, earth, and you are the sun
You are the man who gets to hold the gun
And who will cry for you when this is all done?
Are you still a human? How is your sanity?
Need absolution? This forgiveness for all humanity
Primeval, primeval, you are the one
You are the heaven, earth, and you are the sun
You are the man who gets to hold the gun
Who will cry for you when this is done?