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Born and enslaved to this modern age |
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Where blood stains each step of this path we have paved |
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And what price our reign? At what cost their fate? |
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In this night unending when dawn comes too late |
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For each life that's stolen and each cry unheard |
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For our lust that's written in scars on this Earth |
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The lies which they teach, with forked-tongues they speak |
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Of this world created to conquer, to rule their greed |
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Are we corrupted by their greed? |
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Infected, decayed; corrupt with deceit |
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In this days of madness where misery reigns |
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When all hope is abandoned in promise of pain |
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And never a light from the darkness of hate |
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They hunger for death, their bodies as graves |
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our corrupted memory dies to see through compassion's eyes |
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Lives consumed, flesh abused, tortured existence, encaged, entombed |
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Freedom lost, bodies marred, eternal hell, life behind bars |
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Their traditions die, as we fall no longer |
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With this reverence for life, we will fall no longer |
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In this world of the desperate and lost cast in filth |
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Compassion condemned in this nightmare fulfilled |
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The blind and their faith, to empty skies pray |
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The road to their heaven and god paved with rape |
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The hidden years have ended |
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The age of grace begun |
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The starving sound of fire, as heaven and Earth collide |
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Cast off like skin this suffering, on broken knees to rise |
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To sift through bitter ashes, to bleed like sacrifice |
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Our hearts forever burning, to breathe with newfound life |
