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Lies, fabrications, are all you've ever known
Your only weapon is the truth
It's evil though they never should avail to let it go

They are the artisans of misbelief the masters of minds behind them
Making us think we're in control when really greed manipulates them

But it's nearly our time
Take all that pain inside
Do with it what you will
Let burning rage consume

Now it's nearly but a matter of the wait for the knight leads us to strike
When the bells ring out to tell the night has come alive, with all of its darkness
For an untold sum of years we subserved below, but now we're coming back
Take this world away from man return Gaia, to its rightful hands

Gather my minions of disease
Their swamp green eyes that stare at me with teeth displayed
I promised all of you that one day you will all be free, and I'll be believed
Remember the name they gave to your mothers and fathers generations ago
Never let them tell you who you are
But show them that they too could bleed

But it's nearly our time
Take all that pain inside
Do with it what you will
Let violent rage consume

For an untold sum of years we subserved below as they built around the bodies of ones we loved.
No decency to speak of, nothing but want
Now and forever let them know their tedium is just a prison for their hearts
Envy not them, pity not us,
Dirty little lies.

Pity not us

A picture of a perfect beauty frayed and etched to scar
A place where nothing pure ends up, sealed away from every ray of sun
Clear to all that I have met and know there is something darker
Much darker than anything imaginable

A twisted overpopulation

Now it's merely but a matter of the wait for the knight leads us to strike
When the bells ring out to tell the night has come alive, with all of its darkness
For an untold sum of years we've subserved below
But now we're coming back
Take this world away from man return Gaia, to its rightful hands.

Lies.

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