| I, The unhappy hole in the wall.
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| Parasitic life form preys and crawls.
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| Feverish falters modern day.
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| Enslaved by the suits who refuse to move.
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| Sanctioned off by the ones who chose.
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| To force their nails into unfit grooves.
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| To lose whats lost in a minor cost.
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| Evaluate pagan like iron force.
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| Thrown, thrown off course.
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| Born, born into death.
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| We are living in bludgeoning times.
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| Swimming in anger and crushed by the tides.
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| Long before they crossed the line.
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| Vowed they won’t take us alive.
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| Push forward, Nation they can’t take us alive.
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| Push forward, Nation they can’t take us alive.
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| We walk on broken glass with shattered hearts were moving on,
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| Shark like mannerisms.
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| Picking up their scent of the bloodleft over,
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| From the violence shed.
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| Twenty first century trojan horse.
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| They welcome us in and they open the doors.
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| Once through the gates we fuckin' tore them apart,
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| Dismember the untouchables for posing as gods. |