| The dawn has come to put your queries aside, I see doom
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| In the skeptical minds, Sucked into this world, of imminent
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| Growth, That’s soon to expand till the dead line the coast
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| It seems to me…
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| We’re fearing God’s wrath when it, Is our own, No horse-men, just
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| Our species, to lay waste to our homes A civil death, a chivalry
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| War, Panic like the vermin you bank with, It ends in a thought, not a bang
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| It’ll happen one day coming, not in ways that you’ll conceive, Not
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| Seven plagues, this internal hatred bleeds…
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| Behold the wasteland, it breathes. |
| This is oblivion… mans way.
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| Our politicians will never know a sacrifice, And revolt is the unspoken way
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| To begin it all, I’m asking who are you… I am Anonymous. |
| I’m asking who are
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| you…
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| I am Anonymous
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| It seems to me…
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| And it won’t sneak up and be painless, So i will wait with a fistful of patience
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| And anger exceeding my wildest beliefs, This day means more to me…
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| It seems to me…
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| We’re fearing God’s wrath when it, Is our own, No horse-men, just our species,
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| to lay
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| Waste to our homes A civil death, a chivalry war, Panic like vermin you bank
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| with, It ends
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| In a thought, not a bang
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| It’ll happen one day coming not in ways that you’ll conceive
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| Not seven plagues, this internal hatred bleeds…
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| Behold the wasteland, it breathes. |
| This is oblivion… mans way. |