| If we play this game, if we roll the dice once more
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| Malignant cycle of despair becomes closer every day
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| Stabbing constant stress, annihilating the rest
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| Until only power exists, showing the ugly face of this world
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| Raise the torch of (the) revealing light
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| Illuminate this horrible sight
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| Architects of chaos created hell
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| What a story to tell
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| Greedy scavengers on the prey
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| Nameless men behind the veil
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| Possess the knowledge that once created hell
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| What a story to tell
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| Tongues lick the poison from the same bottomless pit
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| Defining the future for their substantial profit
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| It’s a cure of another kind, they have to pull the trigger
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| When they can’t repress, all the voices that detest them
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| Raise the torch of (the) revealing light
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| Illuminate this horrible sight
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| Architects of chaos created hell
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| What a story to tell
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| Greedy scavengers on the prey
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| Nameless men behind the veil
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| Possess the knowledge that once created hell
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| What a story to tell
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| Inhuman behavior, an atrocity accepted on all terms
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| Sole witnesses lie silent on the ground
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| The voiceless army is lying all around |