| Drunk on their venom
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| Slither in the service of snakes
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| Fade in regression
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| We hold fast onto what remains
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| Mindless
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| We praise these leeches and uphold their empty words
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| We maintain the sickness and stay clueless within the storm
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| In praise of leeches
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| We arise the banner of deceit
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| In praise of leeches
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| Crawling serving shallow greed
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| In this torment
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| We will distort the truth
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| Devoid
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| No resistance
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| Content parade of fools
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| In praise of leeches
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| In praise of empty words
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| We feed with the rats and move along with the herd
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| Stand with the tyrants
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| Fed by poisoned roots
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| Such devotion shown to demons
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| We conceal these infectious wounds
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| They give us addictions and we will consume their lies
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| Crawling among the ashes
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| We are easily pacified
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| And yet we play the victim
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| When we should play the fool
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| We’ve chosen our allegiance
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| Drunk on their venom
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| Exhale the hate they preach
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| Choke on the silence
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| Witness to our own defeat
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| Divide into factions
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| We undo all ties that bind
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| We fall in disgrace
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| The blind lead the blind
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| Slither in the service of snakes
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| Their forked tongues spit disease
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| In control
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| They feed us addictions to subvert and oppose |