| The fiends have gagged a generation of pacified fools
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| Bound by our greed a nation enslaved as corporate tools.
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| Arise and race the legacy of their lies
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| To realize that this in itself is an ascension
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| Towards the day we revolt.
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| As the seeds you’ve cast away take hold
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| War will be born.
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| Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun
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| We’ll dance as the palaces burn.
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| A shot gun blast into the face of deceit
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| You’ll gain your just reward.
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| We’ll not rest until the purge is complete
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| You will reap what you’ve sown.
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| My redemption lies in your demise.
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| In such a world as this does one dare to think for himself?
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| The paradox of power and peace will destroy itself
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| To know the truth and live in fear of no man.
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| To realize that this in itself is an ascension
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| Toward the day we revolt.
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| As the seeds you’ve cast away take hold
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| War will be born.
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| Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun
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| We’ll dance as the palaces burn.
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| My redemption lies in your demise.
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| Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun.
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| We’ll dance as the palaces burn |