The curse of freedom bears the plague of splintered truth
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One God becomes a million and then they all become fraud
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Kneel down to be righteous, kneel down for the Lord
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Kneel down for the Hero, kneel down for the sword
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Masses turn marches, youth-clashes crusades
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The rabble's left for the soldiers and the sluts for the
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Maids
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A whole world
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A whole world
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If a cause is false, it is at least a cause
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The faith in a Lord is its reward
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In whole world
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And in the corner of my eye I see the plains waco
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I can see Jones in the jungle and the youth marching in berlin
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I can see truth resurrected by lies and by force
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I see a thousand new heroes raging athousand new wars
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I see belief in conspiracies some of old and some are new
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Making order out of chaos but then blood is coming through
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And the vision is blurred and the world is consumed
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By roaring skies and the world is entombed
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A whole world...
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A whole world
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A whole world
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It's the blood of our youth that must be sacrificed
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So the evil of freedom can be exorcised
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The Whole World
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