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In this land of the pious |
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Deceiving one of small mind |
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Controlled as if - as if the devils tools |
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I see a horizon - the armies align |
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Prey upon the weak - twisting their feeble minds riding down - a sickend sort takes the reigns and dominates [CHORUS] |
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Pray to your hands for salvation/bend your cross to fit your ways |
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We are a species beaten by ignorance |
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Misguided fools lost in a shell |
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An open eye soon extinguished the blind lead the blind as we chase our death |
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I believe - in only myself/the dark shall grow/in the end |