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This is the tale of Mr. Black |
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Broken down and beaten |
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A product of an enraged nation |
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Mr. Green-church never obeyed his pact to the masses |
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Then led us to a path of apathy |
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Now they all sit with a sense of false security |
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Their lie is in the truth of the program |
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This episode of existence has come to a bitter end |
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And now it's time to tell ourselves |
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We wrote the constitution of treason |
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The unspoken demise of an unbroken nation |
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We wrote the constitution of treason |
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The unspoken demise of an unbroken nation |
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We are the traitors to our own kind |
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We have one last chance to make things right |
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Our nemesis is our way of life |
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Bring 'em down, strap 'em up, no remorse |
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Lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies |
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A whisper and a breath has blood running from my eyes, running from my eyes |
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In the last days of man the world is flipped upside down |
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A superficial account of importance |
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A greed ridden place of no remorse |
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Look between us and the lies, this twisted reality |
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Look between us and the lies, this twisted reality |
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We wrote the constitution of treason |
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The unspoken demise of an unbroken nation |
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We are the traitors to our own kind |
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We have have one last chance to make things right |
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Our nemesis is our way of life |
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Bring 'em down, strap 'em up, no remorse |
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Lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies |