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Idolize the compromised lifestyle we |
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Have depicted for ourselves. |
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Organized to sanctify the resistance |
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We're consistently served. |
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Strive, strive, to rectify. |
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Throughout the ages we have confined |
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Ourselves within these brainwashed lies |
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We've broken, through this severed wound, which has been. |
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Burnt, burnt, and restructured. |
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Silence, the tyrants, before they condemn us all. |
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Silence, the tyrants, in order, to sanctify. |
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Silence, the tyrants, |
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I will not, be able to swallow, |
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Your predetermined guilt. |
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You seem, so hollow, as your senses begin to slip. |
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Beaten, and paralyzed, tormented, and left to die. |
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You've been born into this, so there's no use to resist. |
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We now have a common goal, which is to unleash your soul. |
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Each passing hour, allows you to dive deeper. |
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Your consciousness is fading, as the light begins to regress. |
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I see, all your efforts, failing. |
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All your pain, has been endured for nothing. |
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Beneath your screams you're whimpering. |
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To be relieved of this burden you are |
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Wearing, which you are holding. |
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You've sacrificed for what... |
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Beaten, and paralyzed, tormented, and left to die. |
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Beaten, and paralyzed, tormented, and left alone to die. |
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Silence, the tyrants, |
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Before they condemn us all. |
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Silence, the tyrants, in order, |
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To cleanse, ourselves, from our filthy world. |
