| We’re bred to follow and be devoured, to feed the machine. |
| it’s like
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| Suicide of the self, the mind. |
| Killing the free will, the transcending
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| Twisting our minds, loosening spines. |
| Ringleaders are breeding us their
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| Minions. |
| Sucking in prey to soft dark folds of Manipulation, Transformation
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| It’s calculated controled. |
| it’s infestation of the soul. |
| Reshaping innocence
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| In rage, bodies devoured by hate. |
| Cruel world order. |
| In malignant image we grow
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| Distrusting our minds with blind open eyes. |
| Despots thinking themselves artists
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| But truly are deconstructionist architects. |
| it*s calculated controled
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| It’s infestation of the soul. |
| Reshaping innocence in rage, bodies devoured by
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| hate
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| Cruel world order. |
| Hard heavy handed, Applied force of pressure.
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| I feel it I feel it
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| Bold dividing lines, Protect the chosen within. |
| I hate it I hate it.
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| Devour the people
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| Who have no power. |
| As long as someone leads you follow, like a herd of sheep
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| being led
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| To the slaughter cold blooded eyes, A habit of lying. |
| I get it i get it.
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| Words Of Damnations
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| Deciding my future. |
| I fuck it I fuck it. |
| Devour the people who have no power.
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| As long as
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| Someone leads you follow, Like a herd of sheep being led to the slaughter |