From here to the cemetery, from here to the grave. How many did your
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democracy save?
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Clean slate, state oppression and yeah, once again, like a thousand times
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before a thousand victims more. Take aim at the have-nots as always. And
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once again freedom is being bought at the expense of truth.
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Your beautiful world is dead.
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- It will die a thousand times.
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- I will watch it expire.
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- It's time to kill this lie.
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- It died a thousand times.
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Blooded, pitch-black and yeah, we're tired of being expendable in their
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community.And while you swallow every image they present.
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We'll sing the songs to fan the flames of discontent.
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Worthless is the freedom bought
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| Refused |
