They're coming
Begin to light we must ignite the creed to
Will they see?
Will they hear?
Will they see this?
Will they feel
I am stuck here with a torn up soul that
leading the tables turn
as we fail not to create
I won't listen to your lies any longer
Stop making excuses
Denied, a whisper, a voice to try to fill the
Such a sick site brainwashed millions
Minions following their leader eating
Up
For every minute I have wasted upon you and
All the
You know!
You hear those cries of anguish each time
That you
My ever waking contempt for our sick way of life
I have made a lasting picture among
the faces
the
change sets in my life to start the plague
fright
Locked inside of this oppressive life
You've surrendered your mind to
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