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Religion changed the face of man, thou shalt not kill, we all are gone |
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The seed of ignorance is born thou shalt not think, thou shalt conform |
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The pigs order us to follow orders and obey |
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The flies drink the decaying nectar of their tortured effigy |
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Cling to wasted beliefs and visions and bathe in apathy again |
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No solution, the retribution of spiritual sickness begins |
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The legacy of suffering is through, the guilt we bear shall not tear us in two |
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Born we are the same, within the silence, indifference be Thy name |
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Torn we walk alone, we sleep in silent shades |
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The grandeur fades, the meaning never known |
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If nothing in the world can change our children will inherit nothing |
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Born we are the same, within the silence, indifference be Thy name |
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Torn we walk alone, we sleep in silent shades |
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The grandeur fades, the meaning never known |
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The pigs call for pure submission and fall into the fray |
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The lonely hunter beats his shallow drum, the soundtrack of world disarray |
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Cling to wasted beliefs and visions and bathe in apathy again |
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No solution, the retribution of spiritual sickness begins |
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Born we are the same, within the silence, indifference be Thy name |
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Torn we walk alone, we sleep in silent shades |
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The grandeur fades, the meaning never known |
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If nothing in the world can change our children will inherit nothing |