| For success you strive, all for naught
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| Instinct to survive, withered by drought
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| Airborne disease, bubonic plague
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| Or trying to survive on minimum wage
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| Societal value, surely misled
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| Remembered no longer, I am pronounced dead
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| Patriotism, you firmly clasp
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| The future of our nations, held within our grasp
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| Shipped off to battle, a mutual foe
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| Sent home in a box, your life you forgo
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| Heinous corruption, ravage the land
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| Distorted allegiance has got out of hand
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| Dethrone the monarch, off with his head
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| Respected no longer, you are pronounced dead
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| Rancid stench of decay
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| Drifting in the air
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| Rotting body parts, scattered everywhere
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| Fetid fragments of flesh
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| Awaiting judgement day
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| No one left to care
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| Soul beyond repair, languish in despair
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| You acknowledge you death
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| Heinous corruption, ravage the land
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| Distorted allegiance has got out of hand
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| Last strands of vigor, hang on by a thread
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| Annihilation, we are pronounced dead |