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Playing wild, the dying children |
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From the gutter they spawn |
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A life created of indignation |
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Pride and seeker pause |
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Pig city, oil creation |
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Over sex-dosed the junk machine crawls |
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Missing is the laughter, from the death bus |
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While the eternal human war rages on |
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Can you believe how little you care? |
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The friendly face of the empire leader |
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Conquest of style, ego hate |
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Walk amongst the dogs |
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While the violence kills the declined state |
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Have you eaten today? |
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Iam glad Your digestion is the sorrow of the hungry |
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So tired of rejection and stupidity |
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Cut away to |
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Grey man Isolation room, a crowd gathers |
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Fade to riot, |
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As the furor screams deliverance |
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The claws of the predatory corporation dig deep into the niave religion culture |
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Acceptance, blind virtue their reason taunts the absurd |
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The beggar, he feeds the anger |
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As you burn sorrow's last word |
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Pain create the answer holy |
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Learn the lesson passion learned |
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Hate the teachers, oh so saintly |
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I kiss the pyre as it burned |
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Our need flows on, but we feel nothing |
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While emotion kills with no remorseful deathblow from |
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Jesus Only you can turn the key to unlock the tortured riches inside your soul |
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And find the reason we live |
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Like some sort of |
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God rejection |
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Place the blame on heads that turn |
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You watch the dagger rip through masses |
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As wheat and grain and corn dry into a hatred reality, screaming into a vengeful pit |
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Pitiful scream!! |
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The heart goes forward hating |
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Wanting life that cannot be attained |
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Justice seeker, pray for vengeance |
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The purist life is marred and staind |
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I want the |
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World to heal |
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Iwant the world to love |
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But it cannot 4 |
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