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Will they see? |
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Will they hear? |
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Will they see this? |
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Will they feel this? |
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Will they hear the voice of resistance or will they bring us down for their bloodshed? |
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Trade us all 'til black gold rains |
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Fought this fight, there's no end in sight except for our rights |
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Will they blind us all? |
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"Be all that you can be" |
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Forever in vain, our wasted beliefs |
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Erase the truth |
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So with that fall from grace will they burn it all down in an emphatic |
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Fading away |
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Fading away |
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To this time |
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To when we began |
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Forever from cleansing the blood on our hands |
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Release the truth |
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Destroyed in anguish, another million faceless |
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And I wish we had eyes to view our demise |
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Tomorrow, together we rise |
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With their fallen disguise we must hunt the despised |
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Thieves; high class murderers |
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They can't taste this anger that flows through our veins |
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A separation of our own god damned nation that lets us die |
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Leaders that follow a golden tomorrow |
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They bleed us dry |
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We let them rise |
