| Welcome to submission, welcome to your home
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| Just sit and watch the mindless march of drones
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| Are you dead or living? |
| Are you in control?
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| It’s Hell on Earth, the weak have lost their soul
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| Face assimilation! |
| Go out on your own!
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| Their despotism will be overthrown
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| They’ll call upon the ancients, foretell the end is near
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| Apocalyptic doom will stoke our fear
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| Now die on the cross you nation of fools, with your feet of clay
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| Starvation, stagnation, damnation for the cruel
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| Now you know your day is coming, and you’re running out of time
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| Void of aspiration, surrender your control
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| The weak will always do as they are told
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| Can’t escape the wicked, can’t escape the truth
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| But mutiny will sever the abuse
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| Now die on the cross you nation of fools, with your feet of clay
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| Starvation, stagnation, damnation for the cruel
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| Now you know your day is coming, and you’re running out of time
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| Never in a million years did you believe we’d catch you
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| Never in your darkest fears could you conceive you’d ever have to pay
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| A holocaust across the nation
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| Oh, now it’s on
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| It’s too late to seek salvation
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| Stealing what you can before it’s gone
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| Fight the man who breeds oppression
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| Light the torch of reason
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| Bit the hand that feeds
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| Your day has come… welcome home
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| Now die on the cross you nation of fools, with your feet of clay
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| Starvation, stagnation, damnation for the cruel
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| Now you know your day is coming
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| Your day has come
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| Welcome home |