| Blood and hope seep into the cracks
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| Of a flawed foundation
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| Corruption knows no bounds
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| In a condemned and crumbling nation
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| The monuments of ash
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| Rebuilt from the remains
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| Like the centuries of past
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| Must be laid to waste again
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| Under archaic rule
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| Nothing thrives in the dust that they’ve created
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| The fallen empires tell us
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| What is known now must be forgotten
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| No more worship of the idol’s stone
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| No more will shame infect our homes
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| We are that which seeks itself, the seeking, and the sought
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| The monuments of ash
|
| Rebuilt from the remains
|
| Like the centuries of past
|
| Must be laid to waste again
|
| The monuments of ash
|
| Empires fall and bridges burn
|
| Like the centuries of the past
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| Humanity will never learn
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| No one can thrive under tyranny’s grasp
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| And when the final shadow is cast
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| We’ll all be dust along the path
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| To the monuments of ash
|
| Rebuilt from the remains
|
| Like the centuries of past
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| Now laid to waste again
|
| Empires fall and bridges burn
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| But humanity will never learn
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| No one will thrive under tyranny’s grasp
|
| And when the final shadow is cast
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| We’ll all just be dust along the path
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| To the fucking monuments of ash |