In the year 2025
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Only the rich can afford to be alive
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The corpse of a great usurper through disguise
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Fall in through the smoke just waiting their time
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You can all lick it we can suck bones
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Feel free to stone, all hope is gone
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GO!
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*distorted vocal part* - "I support this in death"
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The rich built the stockades from their ear
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Dreams of the wake from dying stare
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The future is now there is no relief
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The unfortunate suffocate on their own grief
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Dying, beating, bleeding and more
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Humanity is an open sore
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Cradle warming death till dawn
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Close behind the insects hum
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Only with a million eyes
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Always following your own advice
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Watch me now I'm walking through these liquid realms of hate
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Swim with me on to the moon and watch them decimate
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cradled in the arms of death for all eternity
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Through these fields release your soul
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Incenerators warm bodies through the night
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All tresspassers will be shot on sight
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Self mutilation is such a scream
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Is this really thee american dream
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Assassinate the president take control
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The nation has come a new counter of soul
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Cradle warming death till dawn
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Close behind the insects hum
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Only with a million eyes
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Always following your own advice
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Cradled In The Arms Of Death
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Acid Bath |