How far can we tow this burden? Its dissenters are silenced, not praised. Now we live in infamy for feeding the monster. So get up off the ground. You persuade us with parades. Ties that bind us, keeping us secure. We've sacrificed purity to create a machine that breaths. 
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Heracy fills our lungs as we breath it. Fickle men will not decide my destiny. Stand convinced with no conviction that we are cursed beyond a cure. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. Foul deeds will rise like the incense that burns. We know the air is unfit to breath and our food is unfit to eat. So get up off the ground.
Call To The Warrior 3. And every line we fear to cross will begin to blur. This place you've chosen to hide, your haven, your hive. The Hive We are the blow that buckles your knees. Silence is not the answer, and we won't sit idly by.
Stare into the eyes of the giant. Foul deeds will rise like smoke and soot from the stacks. Open up your eyes and see, by the stroke of a pen our world will end.
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I want you to get mad. To sever men at the stem, to destroy them. Once you let greed inside you push virtue aside. A monument of the cursed cruelty, a man stands among us.
No expenditure is questioned, no rumor is printed, no secret is revealed. We will become their gods. I want you to get up now. And if a beast shows his teeth, he will feast on the weak. It's the nostr for utopia.
Let me have my toaster, my TV, my steel belted radials, and I won't say anything. You're running this race, but cculpa been running the wrong way.
We chose the truth that will make our history. Your hands are washed white. As you over power me. Dark shepherds have led their sheep astray.
Untie your tongue and clear the air that pollutes your ears. Still you raise your cup and drink to the blood on the market.
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We rally against another to nkstra a common foe. Their agenda to destroy our humanity. How could I have known, you'd leave me stranded? Cause everything has a price and there is nothing they can't buy.
You've got to say "I'm a human being dammit.
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