| We feed on vibrations
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| The beating of locust wings
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| Ours is a template left unset. |
| supposedly
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| Away from the things of moderm man. |
| someday
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| But first the tidal crash -- the fallout crush
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| So we confront. |
| the gestation
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| Of ignorance. |
| and all blind faith
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| A mind in flux. |
| our nation state
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| Truth is the only holy water
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| Baptized by force
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| Truth is the only holy water
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| In-fec-tion trans-mits at eye con-tact
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| First born ed-u-ca-tion be-comes a drug
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| To kill for while au-to asphyx-i-a-ting
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| Inside your cocoon
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| So we confront. |
| the gestation
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| Of ignorance. |
| and all blind faith
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| A mind in flux. |
| our nation state
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| Truth is the only holy water
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| Baptized by force
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| Truth is the only holy water
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| Prophet loses way, stumbles angers easily
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| Trading his ideas for easy tickets and plasma screens
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| A thousand lost voices, once destined for uprising
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| Are now reclining blissfully
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| In their waste…
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| In their waste…
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| In their waste…
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| How can those with so much, piss on mill-ions
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| Born with noth-ing, how can col-or or lo-ca-tion
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| Seal your fate from in-ter-ven-tion
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| Enough is enough
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| For glo-bal rapists, but your
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| Con-su-ming hard pulls them deep
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| And be-fore you know it
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| Se-cur-i-ty be-comes your to-o-o-o-ommmb…
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| So we confront. |
| the gestation
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| Of ignorance. |
| and all blind faith
|
| Our mind in flux. |
| our nation state
|
| Truth is the only holy water
|
| Baptized by force
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| Truth is the only holy water
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| Baptized by force
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| Truth is the only holy water
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| BAAAAPTIZED BY FOOORRCE!
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| BAAAAPTIZED BY FOOORRCE!
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| Now years of people are all slaves
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| Show the heathens to their graves
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| Now years of people are all slaves
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| Show the preachers to their graves
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| Let’s show the heathens to their graves!
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| Show the preachers to their graves! |