| World’s on crisis the spirit talks
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| Your heart is pumping, life’s under shock
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| I’m feeling sick 'cause your pigs didn’t speak
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| I’m stabbing secrets that you pigs keep
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| People are crawling begging for change
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| While the rats suck up our lives in rage
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| Penetrating our message got lost
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| So let’s rewrite this novel of lust
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| They made you once forget your name
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| Make them remember who is to blame
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| Feelings corroding feeding the sorrow
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| Pride lives inside
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| This road is dark but we know it well
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| Just keep’s going, ignore pig’s hell
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| The wind is blowing but we can see
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| The place we dreamt of without these pigs
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| Greed is only agony where nothing is allowed
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| Greed is only a man’s grave where nothing’s allowed
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| Just dare to live your life
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| Your voice makes you real
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| Of all, of human race
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| Truth lives within yourself
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| Screaming out loud to you
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| Of all, of human race and everything we made |