| It's not enough that we're defeated
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| Our spirits broke, our land conceded
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| A triple dose of force fed humiliation
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| I've had enough of all we've taken
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| Now we need a voice for shaking loose
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| The shackles of our slow churned maceration
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| Can we find the parasites at the centre of it all
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| Then crucify and hang them high
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| Nail them to the wall
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| You had to chance to fix this
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| And we've done those dance before
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| You made us, can't break us
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| Now it's time to settle the score
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| Now the wheel are turning
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| The stage is set and now they're learning
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| About the mistakes they all sorely made before
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| We are strong, you need to listen
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| Hear our song and to our mission
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| With true intention now you can't ignore
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| All this time you should have seen the evil in it all
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| Now it's too late for that
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| We're storming back and taking the higher ground |