Where is your rebellion?
You'll try to steal and hollify the things that I hold dear.
But know you'll have to cut them from my flesh.
I'll never unify myself and my perceptions with the ones you preach as truth.
They're nothing but empty convictions.
You speak your truth forced by your fist, but I've seen the stitches in your tongue.
You preach your truth forced by your fist, but I've seen the stitches in your tongue.
You preach your truth forced by your fist.
You've cut your tongue.
Violence and soullesness are glorified.
I refuse to be a part of this.
Whatever happened to integrity?
I will never be a part of this.
You're marching in a fool's parade, waving the flag of violence.
Bearing blindfolds as a uniforms to signify the end of truth.
And l'll salute the righteous that dance upon your downfall.

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