| Your fear becomes a prodigy
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| For a makeshift operation
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| Devouring until the system’s slain
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| The rage imposed it overflows
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| Pensive reason slows
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| And at dawn its on to kill the light of day
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| You taunt the fraying fabric of a brain that if twists a little more
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| You’ll find demise as hatred has its way
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| Panic thrives our numbers rise
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| Don’t open your eyes
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| The rally’s closing forcing you at bay
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| You don’t want to see this
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| If you did you’d surely disbelieve it
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| Establishing your plan again
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| You think to seal our doom
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| But there’s no room in our agenda for defeat
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| Defense defies you
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| Lame tame and humane
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| And 96 will stop you easily
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| You don’t want to see this
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| If you did you’d surely disbelieve it
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| Locked in and surrounded
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| Every heart is pounding
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| Hellions on parade
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| Bodies fall by hand and blade
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| We relish your foundations burning
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| Destruction on display
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| Hellions on parade
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| Swiftness preys on all delay
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| Join in this brigade
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| Be afraid… the hellions on parade
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| You don’t want to see this
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| If you did you’d surely disbelieve it
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| A city placed on red alert
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| Collapses to the dirt along with faith and pompous dignity
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| Conformists crumble to their knees
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| Stripped of their abilities
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| Abundant screams
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| The begging feeble pleas…
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| You don’t want to see this
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| If you did you’d surely disbelieve it
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| Locked in and surrounded
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| Existence is Impounded
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| Hellions on parade
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| Bodies fall by hand and blade
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| We relish your foundations burning
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| Destruction on display
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| Hellions on parade
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| Swiftness preys on all delay
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| Join in this brigade
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| Be afraid… the hellions on parade |