| The schism has succumbed to militant decadence
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| Boundaries perverted, the populous ravenous
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| Their rights have been compromised
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| Forced into battle to keep what they own
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| Plotting the new reign, the parliament ponders
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| Seizing the motherland after disbandment
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| Caught in between these brutal objectives
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| Resorting to violence they’re eaten alive
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| Death
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| This civil division has far surpassed humility
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| Defiling the dissident, their lack is evident
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| They have completely descended to murder
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| Children play day and night with severed heads
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| Inhuman execution
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| Slashing of throats
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| Mass despoliations
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| Death in vain
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| Frenzied grabbing for the closest weapon
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| Kill or be killed becomes the new way
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| Keep plunging down the rabbit hole
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| Resolution through cruelty
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| Internal strife
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| Newborns have been torn away from wailing mothers
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| The future of a nation mutilated, smothered
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| Displayed as a warning
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| Bodies left uncovered
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| And to this day, it can be seen
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| Unreconciled divide
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| This dark path was placed by politician hands
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| Residents now fear the once coveted moonlight
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| Luscious sculpture, whose glory once had gushed
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| Supplanted by such beauty and disgust
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| Species of savages
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| Persistent penitence
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| Evident lack of a shred of humanity
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| Macabre obsession
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| Removal of men keeps on fueling the passion
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| Stalking the rooftops they gaze down with penance
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| They’ll be the ones who take care of the menace
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| Harder and harder, these two sides collide
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| Intensified genocide
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| Eaten alive
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| Civil division has far surpassed humility
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| Their lack is evident as they defile the dissident
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| They have completely descended to murder
|
| Children play day and night with severed heads
|
| Inhuman executions
|
| Slashing of throats
|
| Mass despoliations
|
| Death in vain
|
| Frenzied grabbing for the closest weapon
|
| Kill or be killed becomes the new way
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| Keep plunging down the rabbit hole
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| They’ve beaten this dead horse to mush
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| They cannot stop these ferocious urges
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| They plunge the knife deeper into the throat of democracy
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| Slowly carving the head from the neck
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| This dark path was placed by politician hands
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| Residents now fear the once coveted moonlight
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| Luscious sculpture, whose glory once had gushed
|
| Supplanted by such beauty and disgust
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| Shrouded foulness, the soul inside observed
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| Shrieks of anguish
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| Cremation will be served
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| Bathe in the blood
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| The blade unjust lost control
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| Into the furnace, into the hole
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| The blade unjust lost control
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| Into the furnace, into the hole
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| The blade unjust lost control
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| Into the furnace, into the hole
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| The blade unjust lost control
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| Into the furnace, into the hole
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| They, they bathe in the blood
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| They, they bathe in the blood
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| The blade unjust lost control
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| Into the furnace, into the hole
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| The blade unjust lost control
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| Into the furnace, into the hole |