| I’ve found the pit to find yourself surrounded.
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| To the husbands and daughters, brides and sons,
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| You put a tyrannic terror up on his throne.
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| He’s collecting blood like diamonds from all.
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| Behind this door we face a war… its claiming more.
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| Step back and take a look around you because we will…
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| DESTROY! |
| REBUILD! |
| Plant the seeds to reclaim victory!
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| On this day we will…
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| DESTROY! |
| REBUILD! |
| Plant the seeds to reclaim victory!
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| Though struggle we’ll press on.
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| Mark my words, you cant find comfort in the arms of constrictors.
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| Lift back the scabs of content and prepare for change.
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| The doors swing wide, and we’re drawn inside.
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| The gold stained bones give off the only light.
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| Oh, I found your prints on a fleshy pulse.
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| You made the waves to meet my foot
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| And all the siren songs that ring on and on and on.
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| I watched your vipers bring down the bishop and bait the chains to leave me hit.
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| Well I’ve brought all the archers, we lit all the pyres, and we’ve come to…
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| DESTROY! |
| REBUILD! |
| Plant the seeds to reclaim victory!
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| On this day we will…
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| DESTROY! |
| REBUILD! |
| Plant the seeds to reclaim victory!
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| Through struggle we press on…
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| We are the army of the far from perfect.
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| This is the call to tear down and rebuild this world. |