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Those Who Betray You
04:22
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Slam your book down on us under false pretences
Leading us on again into a void that swallows
Why is it you cannot see unified co-operation
Why is it you'll never be undermined
But now you've crossed the line
You must be outta your mind
So overthrow those who betray you
Fools crossing on the brink of wiping clean this slate which
makes all of us unique, identifies our meaning
Why is it you cannot see unified co-operation
Why is it you'll never be undermined
But now you've crossed the line
You must be outta your mind
So overthrow those who betray you
Slam your book down on us don't even try to explain
Lies and why you're so corrupt, you're failing to deliver
Why is it you cannot see unified co-operation
Why is it you'll never be undermined
But now you've crossed the line
You must be outta your mind
So overthrow those who betray you
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2. |
Morocco
04:20
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I stand here trembling defiant and unable to defend
The core existence of my fellow man, who's running scared
You beat us down with truncheon, though we stand united still
This gas will clear, our tears will dry and forge a stronger will
Like a child in your yard run around now and play pretend
All these games that we play, they are no means to an end
All (of) your innocence is more like money spent
Run away from the thoughts that your mind cannot comprehend
This metal rumble echoes, streets are filled with dusty eyes
The hazy glow of sunlight, soon it sets who lives who dies
Fight for future homeland, fight for rights, preserve the truth
You're under the impression that you're the ant and they're the boot
Like a child in your yard run around now and play pretend
All these games that we play, they are no means to an end
All of your innocence is more like money spent
Run away from the thoughts that your mind cannot comprehend
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3. |
A Better Time
05:16
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It's an easy underestimate, to make up when your mind is underwhelmed
Not allowing for the sentiment, the portion of your life full of lament
Take a breather and forget the time you forced yourself to smile in spite of you
Allow yourself to be contrite, correlate events that have been due
Don't you worry child I can hear your tune
It's a lonely sound but it lifts my blues
You tend to focus on the negative, to realise the positive within
Irrefutably immaculate, consequently lost amongst your kin
We need a leader for a better time to get us through the obstacles ahead
Allow yourself to be contrite, before your hopes and dreams all end up dead
What is it you want me to say
Take a chance and let me live today
What is it you want me to say
Don't you worry child I can hear your tune
It's a lonely sound
What is it you want me to say
Take a chance and let me live today
What is it you want me to say
Don't you worry child I can hear your tune
It's a lonely sound but it lifts my blues
What is it you want me to say
Take a chance and let me live today
What is it you want me to say
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4. |
Broken Society
03:14
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I cannot comprehend your absolute devotion
To spectres in the sky
Maybe it seems it's time to think more clearly and question your own life
Tell me why it feels so good
Good to be runnin'
Runnin' from your folly god
Oh I'm blinded by a shroud of faith
Pretty soon you'll realise
Life is not some worship game
This modern age has proven our existence has stemmed from evolution
No contest to see that we all then should accept and believe
What is real?
Tell me why it feels so good
Good to be runnin'
Runnin' from your folly god
Oh I'm blinded by a shroud of faith
Pretty soon you'll realise
Life is not some worship game
!...
Tell me why it feels so good
Good to be runnin'
Runnin' from your folly god
Oh I'm blinded by a shroud of faith
Pretty soon you'll realise
Life is not some worship game
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