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Down, let's take it down |
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Raise up the heads on a stake |
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We will show no mercy |
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On evolution's mistake |
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Change, will have to wait |
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If we can't decide on a fate |
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Self appointed profits |
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And a doomsday charade |
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You preach about love |
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And teach about fate |
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But all your beliefs are still rooted in hate |
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Crosses still burn |
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Axes still fall |
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And down on your knees you just don't look so tall (x2) |
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Stop, punch in the clock |
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Punch it with all of your rage |
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Put the men in office |
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For a minimum wage |
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Rats, fighting for scraps |
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Siphon the gas from your tank |
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Left your pockets empty |
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As they laughed at the bank |
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They speak about draws |
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But make no mistake |
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They shaking your head while they spit in your face |
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Crosses still burn |
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Axes still fall |
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And down on your knees you just don't look so tall (x2) |
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Now, the time is now |
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We can still turn it around |
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Raise your voice like a weapon |
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Til' they fall to the ground |
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Light, let there be light |
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Without a shadow of doubt |
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We will fight tooth and nail until |
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Salvation is found |
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So how can you look |
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The world in the eyes |
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When all we can see is corruption and lies |
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Down on your knees |
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You don't look so tall (x2) |
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Crackin' the whip on the backs of the poor |
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We asked you to stop but you still wanted more |
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The blood on your hands left a trail as you crawl |
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Down on your knees you just don't look so tall |
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Crosses still burn |
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Axes still fall |
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Down on your knees you just don't look so tall (x3) |
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Crosses still burn |
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Axes still fall |
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Down on your knees, you don't look so tall |
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Open your eyes and the empire falls! |
