| Slowly our rights erode away
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| We exist only to be slaves
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| The hidden hand with fingers outstretched
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| Closes in around our necks
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| Masses refuse to see
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| Kept in line as we are deceived
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| Minds start to atrophy
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| Suppress the will to be
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| The grip tightens around our throats
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| Gasping for air as we choke
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| A barren future, we’ve lost all hope
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| Slowly the grip tightens around our throats
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| Snuffing out the air from our lungs
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| A horrid realization
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| Suffocating, as we watch our world come undone
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| Knowing the worst is yet to come
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| Masses refuse to see
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| Kept in line as we are deceived
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| Minds start to atrophy
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| Suppress the will to be
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| Is this our destiny?
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| To be enslaved endlessly
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| The notion of our freedom
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| Is a fallacy
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| The grip tightens around our throats
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| Gasping for air as we choke
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| A barren future, we’ve lost all hope
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| Slowly the grip tightens around our throats
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| Strangulation, we choke out
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| There’s nothing left, there’s nothing left!
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| Suffocating, we’re breathing
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| Our final breath, our final breath!
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| The grip tightens around our throats
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| Gasping for air as we choke
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| A barren future, we’ve lost all hope
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| Slowly the grip tightens around our throats
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| Around our throats |