| Wasted, a lifelong service
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| Shackled, bound, chained, put to silence, suppressed
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| Their divine mix, giving a fix
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| Into a submissive coma you slip
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| Awareness rejected, denied…
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| …put on hold for a mind genocide
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| In silence the masses abide
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| As all rules are now set aside…
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| …Now you’re cast in a mold
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| Zombified, weakened, intensely controlled
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| A circle of war, allegedly pure
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| Die in conviction of reasons obscure
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| Awareness rejected, denied…
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| …put on hold for a mind genocide
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| In silence the masses abide
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| As all rules are now set aside
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| Chaos — from it they feed
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| Terror — a craving need
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| The means are sickening, a holy quickening
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| Enter the comatose state!
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| Pestilent, viral, infectious lies
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| Receive in acceptance, be held in a vice
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| Wide-open sore, begging for more
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| Suffer the consequence of this false lore
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| Awareness rejected, denied…
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| …put on hold for a mind genocide
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| In silence the masses abide
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| As all rules are now set aside |