| On a once worn path
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| Struggle for significance
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| Night and day all the same
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| Stories told inspire change
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| Of this gracious fortune
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| Sacrifices to be made
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| Dignity and unity
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| For some shall fade to grey
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| Great wars and conflict
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| Seem a daily monotony
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| As some struggle within
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| Destined to be enslaved
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| Broken down
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| Wrapped in chains
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| Belief the only way forward
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| All beaten to submission
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| Taking a glance to the other side
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| Though the deceptive lies
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| As the ages move forward
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| No one knows what is true or false
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| But its secrets must be stored
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| No matter what the cost
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| Questions keep arising
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| Contradictions always apparent
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| Always telling lie after lie
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| Covering up on the highest level
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| Security can’t be breached
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| Too many people have their hands in this purse
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| What will become
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| These forceful tyrants have their minions walking
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| Brainwashed fools
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| Stagger streets like zombies
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| These alien beings
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| Rule this world with a book
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| A plan two thousand years old
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| Taking longer than ever imagined
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| But still won’t ever give up
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| Humankind much stronger than first thought
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| Summons power to question
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| Things without sufficient evidence
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| But still won’t ever give in
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| Too many years have been spent on this |