Wake up There's no more annoying excuses to research And there's no more aimless dispute
Cause under The suit of conceited pride, you're mocking And lauding your ignorance
Brake the fucking chains Soothing, mislead Reduce your exiled mind
The truth overshadows From no perspective And deforms your skin When you look yourself In front of a mirror Always living in turbid lies Icon slave shall rise
Condemner Claim perfection and jeering the present For how long you could suffer?
Brake the fucking chains Soothing, mislead Reduce your exiled mind
The truth overshadows From no perspective And deforms your skin When you look yourself In front of a mirror Always living in turbid lies Icon slave shall rise
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