The water turned black, and it's just getting darker.
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So be afraid, be afraid, be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
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The neo-christian theocrats pray on a Sunday afternoon
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Then welcome in Pinochet's men to intimidate and kill.
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All that we know, all we know....
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Be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid
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Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
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Be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid
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Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
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So filled with exhilaration and feels like intoxication.
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There's nothing like a firefight to get your blood pumping.
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We get off to the rhythm of the trigger and destruction.
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Fallujah to New Orleans with impunity to kill.
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We are the hidden fist of the free market.
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We are the ink, we are the quill.
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What have you learned through the years?
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What have you learned from your fears?
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Be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid
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Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
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Be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid
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Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
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Water tastes like arsenic.
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Feel it pumping, coarsing in your blood.
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Your throat gets tight, you can't quite breathe.
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Room's spinning, kiss your ass goodbye.
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Now you're off, you've been taken on a ride.
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We've been sold, been sold a billion lies, a billion lies.
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Be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid, be afraid
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Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
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Be afraid, be afraid (oh no), be afraid, be afraid (oh no)
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Be afraid, be afraid, be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
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Be afraid, be afraid (oh no), be afraid, be afraid (oh no)
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Be afraid, be afraid, be very afraid.
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There's a storm cloud gathering overhead,
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Ominous, black, reigning hell.
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When it drops jackboot down on your streets.
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You're gonna pray like hell that you're armed to the teeth.
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Built on a corporate welfare scam.
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Rumsfeld doctrine stealing wealth.
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Profits to saccharine sweet, the wall street bankers weep.
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As the storm gains strength, the aging levees break.
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The ancient ground does quake.
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And your lungs fill with your spineless apathy.
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The Ink And The Quill (Be Afraid)
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