| Freedom; |
| the pursued lie, acquiesced to by constant
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| Denial; |
| our captive state, what you think you know is the cause of our own
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| Projection; |
| the noose to a blind-folded universe called
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| Chaos; |
| all that is, was, will be, eternal
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| Enthralled by a man who’s come to save us
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| Aforethought economic fall
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| Yet the day we stand and hold our ground
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| The outcome will shock and awe
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| Walk as many, Stand as one
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| Rising tides shall wash away all we’ve done
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| Man controlling man only spills more blood
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| As we live under the arch of the sun
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| Their genius devised in the shadows of our dreams
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| Our five senses; |
| the sum of their cause
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| Vanity divine, ignorance confines
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| Perception; |
| a mortal flaw!
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| How pure is pure with everyone in the «know,»
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| Those who lead, fear the eye in the sky
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| I am therefore I am you see
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| I’ve learned to die before I die
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| Walk as many, Stand as one
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| Rising tides shall wash away all we’ve done
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| Man controlling man only spills more blood
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| As we live under the arch of the sun |