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When the burden is too much to bear
When we are reduced to nothing
Marching on the road to perdition
In our darkest hours - consumed by fear
We turn cold and worship progress
And we sacrifice it all

The shame and anger we feel
When we all blindly kneel

The beacons they are lit
But we are too blind to see
(And all turns to dust)
Alienation has prevailed
We are dead

We are minions of puppeteers
Despots cloaked as martyrs
Raising the flag of greed
In our darkest hours - fueled by lies
Heeding the call of heartless lords
And we sacrifice it all

The shame and anger we feel
When we all blindly kneel

The beacons they are lit
But we are too blind to see
(And all turns to dust)
Alienation has prevailed
We are dead

Never care for anything
Every person for her self
Ignore the damage done and don't look back
On the ruins you leave behind

Living - or dying
It's all the same for them
Never - question
The system that feeds you and breeds on death

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