| nothings changed
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| the senates still corrupt
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| &the emporer remains insane
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| and everyday
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| is a new strain of slaughter
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| supply lines are less protected
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| evil on all sides
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| eye can smell the death on your flesh
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| -- creeping in trapped within the twisting fingers of fear
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| and all eye see is ewe
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| that face
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| those eyes
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| burning like leprosy
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| eye can see u there
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| poisoning the air
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| prostituting Nationalism
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| and eye want to attack
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| to rip out your heart and lay your flat on your back
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| and vomit a world of agony and truth
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| into your throbbing illness of memory
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| … and hate guides our way
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| eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back
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| for the acceptance of death and blind cave war
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| the giving sleep of depression
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| the sweet elucidation of savage, meaningless aggression
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| chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples
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| in the harem tents — outside
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| just beyond the edges — eye ride
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| a cycloptic mare in the fires of imagination
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| feeding my disease
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| a river of plagues
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| eye need something to remind me eye am still sinning
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| that pain in important
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| that wurdz matter
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| that healing in possible
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| that eye am not alone … in this
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| — guard the houses
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| — triple the watch
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| — maidens, dig up your sorcery
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| — sirens, sharpen your rocks
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| … ewe will eat my pain again
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| whatever u need
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| unite messiah ME |