| The stench of rubber and burning flesh
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| Has anointed us as our own successors
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| We take justice into our own hands
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| Even if it means burning us alive
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| Mass hysteria fills the air
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| As the victims are dragged
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| To the centre of the town
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| Feeding off each others hate
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| Destined to your fate
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| Mob justice ensues as a result
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| Of our shitty lives
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| We’ll take our city back
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| One murder at a time
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| Boxes of matches and tyre in hand
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| Liberate all!
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| Summary execution!
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| Torture carried out by man!
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| Force a tyre filled with petrol
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| Around his chest and arms
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| Set him alight and scorch his soul
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| Empty eyes await a most painful death
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| Rubber drips to the floor
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| As skin melts to the bone
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| To the bone!!!
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| Cameras out all eyes on the victim
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| Let’s all cheer as we burn him to death
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| Hear the screams as the life leaves his eyes
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| Burn the scum! |
| Undo his sin!
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| As the smoke clears to reveal a scene of horror
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| Ashes and bones!
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| In the wake of hatred we are ultimately oblivious
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| In the wake of hatred we are ultimately oblivious |