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We are the blow that buckles your knees. Your eyes aren't open.You'll never be |
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set free. And every line we fear to cross will begin to blur. And if you live |
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by the pen, you will die by the sword. Your voice is unwelcome here. You will |
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be silenced by the horde. Ties that bind us, keeping us secure. Lies to hide |
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us, deep inside your haven, your hive. We are the words that are lodged in the |
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back of your throat, waiting to break through your teeth. Stand convinced with |
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no conviction that we are cursed beyond a cure. Your voice is unwelcome here. |
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You will be silenced by the horde. Ties that bind us, keeping us secure. Lies |
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to hide us, deep inside your haven, your hive. So drink, drink deep, and die in |
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the hive. It's so hard to find the truth in silence. Untie your tongue and |
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clear the air that pollutes your ears. Ties that bind us, keeping us secure. |
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Lies to hide us, deep inside your haven, your hive. This place you've chosen to |
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hide, your haven, your hive. This place we've come to destroy, the haven, the |
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hive. |
