| Mouth sewn shut, abandoned to speak
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| With the dawn of a new day rising
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| We all will know shall I not be heard I will not
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| For they cannot stand up, and bite the bullet
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| Their justice lies with pain
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| Their justice is not belief
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| Killing, maiming, interrogating all
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| Who are true to their word
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| Behind life and death lies the line
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| We all must cross one day
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| For we are the same
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| And as I dream, of something real
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| We all will weep, for we can not feel
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| Pray for something new, the bridges will burn
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| As we cast our divides
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| Bring me to my knees, and laugh awhile
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| As you see the destruction you have caused
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| I will not be, brought down by mistakes in my past
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| Destroy, rebuild, enslave is not the only way
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| For you will decay destroy other relations
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| With a pure race created by intolerant bigots
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| Who would destroy a world for their own power
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| The rivers are weeping as the streets rain blood
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| As we now pass judgement let the bridges burn
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| Behind life and death lies the line
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| We all must cross one day
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| For we are the same
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| And so we, in sickness, cry out our gaping maws
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| And so we, in sickness, reject our lives for dirt |