| When the meaning of your life is a crime in your world
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| And the figures of authority stand in your road
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| Look into your heart and you’ll find new words
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| That are weapons of a Higher Nature, I know
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| And tho we run, Ignoring the oppression that would eat us up
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| Turning from a broken system like an exodus
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| Children making battle plots
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| So when you hear the 5-minute warning sound from the battlements,
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| go for the strike for the iron’s hot
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| When I’m on the road again, memories are visible
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| Babylon around my neck, lair of the minotaur
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| Voice of a saracen, be given to the heathen lore
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| Carving out resistance, carving a way for the freedom born
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| You said you’d never been up outside the wall
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| You wondered whether you could even find your self
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| You were just standing in a place where fallen dreams were all you’d been given
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| But your involvement could help to avoid the fall
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| You never thought we could be the ones to fight them off
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| So fly like a bullet out of silence
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| Fly like a bullet out of silence
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| We gonna fly, like bullets silence
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| When the meaning of your life is a crime in your world
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| And the figures of authority stand in your road, your road, your road
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| Look into your heart and you’ll find new words
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| That are weapons of a Higher Nature, I know
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| Weapons of a Higher Nature, I know
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| So here we are, in a time when the future dreams, face the past
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| All for the freedom, power for the people, now for the mighty task
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| It starts with the violence, but the when the eyelids open they look at us
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| Keeping the faith strong, running the bull run, back with a vibrant stance
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| What about all the pain for the people, black sack now chained to a table
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| Smacked out with the back hand K. O, crack to the the ribs, pray that one ain’t
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| fatal
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| Trapped in a prophecy, dark weave, nightmare fable
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| Manifest heart-mind, gonna make it bright like a halo
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| I see another world outside the wall
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| Thats given up the fronts that hide our souls
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| Like a holy alignment, all is faith and fire and time
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| But even though I meet it in a state of awe
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| I know that deep down its what were fighting for
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| So fly like bullets out of silence
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| We gonna fly, like bullets silence
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| When the meaning of your life is a crime in your world
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| And the figures of authority stand in your road, defy them
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| Look into your heart and you’ll find new words
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| That are weapons of a Higher Nature I know
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| Weapons of a Higher Nature I know
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| We gotta higher nature, we’re the ones that are living for the higher nature
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| Now we rise up, now we rise up
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| We gotta higher nature, we’re the ones that are living for the higher nature
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| We’re the ones that are living with the fire in our souls
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| Now we rise up, now we rise up
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| When the meaning of your life is a crime in your world
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| And the figures of authority stand in your road
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| Just look into your heart and you’ll find new words
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| That are weapons of a Higher Nature, I know
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| Weapons of a Higher Nature, I know |