Profits are the powermad's motivating force.
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Just a greedy aspiration to be fed.
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Put to the test, they'll fuck all the rest,
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till all their rivals are dead...they're dead.
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Pushed on to fight as the pressure infects
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and their rotten intentions arise
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Our retaliation forces are the primary front
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we all have got to cut them down to size.
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Faceless prophets pushing nazi policies
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Money is the God they defend.
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The workers released, the lions are fed,
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it? all just a means to an end.
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The war is here and the mission is clear: engage-enforce-erase
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Who are they to say we're free? There's no choices I can see.
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Just look around, the tension builds.
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Who's to blame when it comes down?
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Drug laws, no privacy, the last breath of sanity
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It's all fucked,
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ÌÔause what I see is too damn many brain-washed humans.
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The forces of dissention are released,
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their products and corruption no one needs.
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The cracks within the system start to show
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so let's fucking let them know
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think if you can, what a fucking waste of life
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one too many dreams have broken.
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Down through the past, it's a spiral into night
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try if you can; break this cycle clean.
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Work for a wage, it's a lie, it's a mind game,
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breaking your back for some mother fucker
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He doesn't care, and no one really does
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Life is short, so get up off your knees
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Justifiable Homicide
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Dying Fetus |