| How can we live with this
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| Power and misery
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| Do they fight
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| Or order to fight for them?
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| Somebody dies in vain
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| 'Cause somebody seeds the fear
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| What do you see?
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| A future in a dead end street
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| There’s a reason to restrict
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| Bounds and freedom: you get strong!
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| Mask your faith behind guns
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| Zombies dictator
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| Their people eat rotten bread
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| While their destructive souls
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| Make a toast
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| For the death industry
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| There’s a reason to restrict
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| Bounds and freedom: you get strong!
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| Mask your faith behind guns
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| Zombies dictator
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| There’s a reason to resist
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| The imposition of terror!
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| All the people born free
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| Zombies dictator
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| Die
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| You lead the hades through the hill of no hope
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| You foresee all disgrace of the west
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| Die
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| Wield guns and aim your head
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| And adorn the desert with your blood
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| Save us now
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| And burn in hell with your mob
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| There’s a reason to restrict
|
| Bounds and freedom: you get strong!
|
| Mask your faith behind guns
|
| Zombies dictator
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| There’s a reason to resist
|
| The imposition of terror!
|
| All the people born free
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| Zombies dictator
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| Die |