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Ashes in the Fall
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A mass of hands press on the market window
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Ghosts of progress
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Dressed in slow death
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Feeding on hunger
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And glaring through the promise
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Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle
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A mass of nameless at the oasis
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That hides the graves beneath the masters hill
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Buried for drinking
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The rivers water
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While shackled to the line
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At the empty well
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This is the new sound
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Just like the old sound
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Just like the noose wound
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Over the new ground
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This is the new sound
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Just like the old sound
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Just like the noose wound
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Over new ground
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Listen to the fascist sing
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Take hope here
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War is elsewhere
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You were chosen
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This is god's land
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Soon well be free
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Of blot and mixture
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Seeds planted by our
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Forefathers hand
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A mass of promises
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Begin to rupture
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Like the pockets
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Of the new world kings
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Like swollen stomachs
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In Appalachia
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Like the priests that fuck you
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As they whisper holy things
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A mass of tears have transformed to stones now
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Sharpened on suffering
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Woven into slings
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Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
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Taking today what tomorrow never brings
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This is the new sound
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Just like the old sound
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Just like the noose wound
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Over new ground
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This is the new sound
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Just like the old sound
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Just like the noose wound
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Over the new ground
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Is the new soundJust like the old sound?
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Just like the noose wound
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Over the new ground
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Aint the new sound
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Just like the old sound?
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Look at the noose now
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Over the, over the, over the burning ground
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Aint it funny how the factorys doors close
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Round the time that the school doors close
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Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
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Open up to greet you like the reaper
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Aint it funny how the factorys doors close
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Round the time that the school doors close
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Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells
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Open up to greet you like the reaper
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Ohhhh
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Ohhhh
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Oasis
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This is no oasis
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This is the new sound
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Just like the old sound
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Just like the noose wound
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Over the new ground
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This is the new sound
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Just like the old sound
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Just like the noose wound
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Over the new ground
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Like ashes in the fall
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Like ashes in the fall
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Like ashes in the fall
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Like ashes in the fall
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Like ashes in the fall
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Like ashes in the fall
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Like ashes in the fall
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Like ashes in the fall
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Like ashes in the fall
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Like ashes in the fall
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)
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Ashes In Fall
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rage against the machine |