| Imagine a place where freedoms just a word on the wall
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| surrounded by the wreckage of towers that could never fall
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| the company will avenge
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| imagine the lies like bombs turn the shock and the awe
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| for justice in time and a land for justice never was one thief
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| to rule them all along the Potomac and west toward the sea
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| through the ghettos past the monuments we all built to house the weak
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| it’s the blueprint to the fall of our place in history
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| the end to what we all believed to be the hope to save this place
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| and I walk among the flagstones through the graves
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| an apocalypse is blooming in the sage
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| dead presidents lined coffin text in biblical unrest
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| the blind pride home genocide and the secret wars we all missed
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| it’s the blueprint to the fall of the entire human race
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| the end to what we all believed would be the hope to save this place
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| and I walk among the flagstones through the graves |