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On a once worn path |
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Struggle for significance |
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Night and day all the same |
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Stories told inspire change |
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Of this gracious fortune |
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Sacrifices to be made |
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Dignity and unity |
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For some shall fade to grey |
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Great wars and conflict |
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Seem a daily monotony |
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As some struggle within |
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Destined to be enslaved |
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Broken down |
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Wrapped in chains |
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Belief the only way forward |
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All beaten to submission |
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Taking a glance to the other side |
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Though the deceptive lies |
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As the ages move forward |
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No one knows what is true or false |
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But its secrets must be stored |
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No matter what the cost |
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Questions keep arising |
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Contradictions always apparent |
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Always telling lie after lie |
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Covering up on the highest level |
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Security can't be breached |
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Too many people have their hands in this purse |
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What will become |
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These forceful tyrants have their minions walking |
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Brainwashed fools |
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Stagger streets like zombies |
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These alien beings |
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Rule this world with a book |
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A plan two thousand years old |
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Taking longer than ever imagined |
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But still won't ever give up |
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Humankind much stronger than first thought |
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Summons power to question |
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Things without sufficient evidence |
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But still won't ever give in |
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Too many years have been spent on this |