| Grant us vengeance and nullify
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| These acts of treason that we despise
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| Restore balance far and wide
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| Their life-stock plummets as we occupy
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| As I look down on the world below
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| The streets are filled with bankrupt souls
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| Bodies falling from the sky
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| Life-long assets liquefied
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| For all that you want you’re nothing to give
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| Our reason to hate a reason to live
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| No longer can you be bailed out
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| You can’t enslave us!
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| We free ourselves of their control
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| Take back the freedom that they stole
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| Cast aside we cast you out
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| You can’t enslave us!
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| I see a perfect world on percent incomplete
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| And now we purge ourselves of terror
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| Imperialistic genocide reanimates the monetized
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| Join us or live this lie
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| As they give back to the earth they stole
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| They pay the interest that they owe
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| Retribution from on high
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| On their deaths we capitalize
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| I see a perfect world on percent incomplete
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| And now we purge ourselves of terror
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| Imperialistic genocide reanimates the monetized
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| Join us or live this lie
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| Or maybe you always land on your feet?
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| As I look down on the world below
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| The sight of murder chills my soul
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| Bodies piling miles high
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| Will our history justify?
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| For all that you want you’re nothing to give
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| Our reason to hate a reason to live
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| No longer can you be bailed out
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| You can’t enslave us!
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| Freed us of their control
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| Give back the freedom that they stole
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| Severed the hand that handed out
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| Now what do we do? |