The first day
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I felt changed
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I felt removed and broken
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Over man
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Over God
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But weak by the same token
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Wherewithal
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Has dissolved
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A soulless apparition
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Loss of choice
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Lost my voice
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Condemned and then conditioned
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I turn my eyes up to the sun
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And stare ahead as if there's none
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Mere cinders where my eyes had been
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Forced to forget the things I've seen
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My limbs move
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Without will
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My thoughts without emotion
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Ignorant
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Of my cause
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But with complete devotion
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I'm sent forth
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To collect
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Another bitter harvest
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A cruel trial
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To find out
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Who they can push the farthest
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I turn my eyes up to the sun
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And stare ahead as if there's none
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Mere cinders where my eyes had been
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Forced to forget the things I've seen
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Mowing down
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Rows and rows
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Like waves of flesh, blood, and bone
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Staring blank
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Into space
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No sign of life on my face
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Empty man
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With a gun
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What on earth have you done?
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On your knees
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On your knees
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For the land of the free
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I turn my eyes up to the sun
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And stare ahead as if there's none
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Mere cinders where my eyes had been
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Forced to forget the things I've seen
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Sun
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| Assemblage 23 |
