Stifled by oppressive masters,
Provoking our world’s disasters,
Destroying all opposing forces,
Foreseeing all the possible courses,
Wave their banners high,
And prepare yourself to die,
Wrap yourself around the finger,
Of a fool with no eyes.
Truth lies beneath the surface,
I will show you the purpose,
You serve a greater power,
To kill those selfish cowards.
Conforming to ideals,
set down my those untroubled,
Their word is less than subtle,
Their word is less than subtle.
They motivate the masses,
to fulfill their selfish needs,
ears deaf to your pleads,
consumes but never feeds.
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