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While passing judgement reigns. |
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And this face is not our own. |
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The evidence is on display. |
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And I fear its treason now. |
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Betrayed by these teachers revered now. |
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Who claim to love us, yes love us the most. |
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Guilty by association. |
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Can I lay this down, go underground? |
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Please show me the destination. |
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Where deception falls |
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And truth still calls by name. |
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Ascended to a throne, |
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They've raised on empty vows. |
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Held against the smallest debt. |
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And this tainted glory found. |
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Can't wash all the blood |
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From their hands now. |
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This blood they've hidden |
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Will soon be revealed. |
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Now we stand accused, we stand accused. |
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We face the hate, the scorn of those |
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Who've been betrayed. |
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But our hope is justice for the crimes they |
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Commit in your name. |
