| In your heart lies a devotion for starting pyres
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| To drown your brother within the mire
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| You pledged allegiance to gold
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| In your art, your words laid out in a vacuous manner
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| The mind is there but the soul is absent
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| With smoke and mirrors you reign
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| Time will show
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| Throwing your own
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| Into the fire
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| Vengeance comes
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| One day we’ll form a…
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| Tidal wave
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| Come rushing all over and
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| Come tear down this wall of lies until nothing remains
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| Turn away, beware don’t be led astray
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| By vultures that turn our temple to a house of trade
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| Sleeper kin
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| A popinjay with a gaudy plumage
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| Proclaiming lies like a gutless coward
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| Until your senses are numb
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| Tidal wave
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| Come rushing all over and
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| Come tear down this wall of lies until nothing remains
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| Turn away, beware don’t be led astray
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| By vultures that turn our temple to a house of trade
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| And I know
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| Yes I know
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| That all this little things
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| Are coming back to haunt you
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| They’ll tear you down in the end
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| Colliding with your dreams
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| And burning all you stand for
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| Turn away, don’t be led astray
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| From false perceptions
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| No more lies, no more disguise
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| No false pretenders
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| Stand your ground
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| Don’t wander away
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| Don’t fall apart
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| Ask yourself, in trouble
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| Am I my brother’s keeper |