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Third-generation refugees,
Street mob burning effigies,
Revolution, civil war
Like nothing ever seen before.

It’s a-coming.

Pale-horse rider come,
warned you of
And we're down to kill
We're the third generation nation
I could make money playing corporate rock
I ain't got nothing rather live in
brothers torn apart by chaos
While the fortress endures
Great leader will succumb
He'll be the death of us all

We are not a nation, we are doomed generation
memory lane
Dirt on the truck, no chance of rain
My third generation farming friends all pray that its on the way
And if it don't show up, we'll be
completely without a story
From the darkness our voices will be heard

Generations to the other, blood will be shed
World trambles slowly towards to it's
my generation's lost it's patience playing with the world within
Accelerated saturation out of our minds on saccharin

she hears a voice inside her

He has nothing but to be left alone 
His hands and work should will 
Be carried on 
From a third generation son to a 

Future grandchild
A generation of mockingbirds
You are being herded by the wolves
A generation of mockingbirds
Feeding yourself to the wolves
This is the rise of our
around the world I see it coming
Fanned by the Rushing Wind
All around the a Nation's forming
It's a revolution wispering 
Rising from the ashes is a flame
You're the voice of a new generation
And you're coming out so strong
It's your choice can you feel the sensation
You're going one by one
"The third angel blew his trumpet, 
And a great star fell from heaven, 
Blazing like a torch, 
And it fell on a third of the rivers 
And in
He sees his world through the crystal state of departure
The hooves echo the approach of the third coming
On it's back a goddess with shining black
To keep our lives going

Pops (pops) where in the world have you gone
I see Momma (momma) by the telephone
Waiting (waiting) but you don't call
they call it music but it seems more like a lie artificial life in the marketplace epic ballads by the musical whores life is so boring project theirs
And yield by our fall
Stigmata children
Malady spawn
Downward resolution
The coming of dawn
Sacrilege Sanctity
Pestilent seat
Dominion emerging
A world
To the future itself in the hands of itself
And the future is
Electric youth
It's true you can't fight it
Live by it
The next generation...

It's electric
the joker
Cursed by an all-to human future
Things you cannot defeat you start to believe in
New generations, synthetic nations

I am you loving
Two could be complete with out the rest of the world
Two could be complete with out the rest of the world
Do it for the people that would die for
their value
Drowning in a - wave of sorrow
Perished by the - evil desire

Realizing death, divination of raising hell
Impure world betrayed, raped,
I am Posdnous 
I be the new generation of slaves 
Here to make papes to buy a record exec rakes 
The pile of revenue I create 

But I guess I
And by decree of Rapture Inc. 
We're closing this here market permanently 

Coming down like a ton of lead 
More bang for your buck 
Coming up Caribee such a freedom
Derives from a meditative state
Movin' on, believe that's it, call it magic
Third world, it is, I only guessed
bullshit is this what you want?

This is where it BEGINS
This is where it ENDS

They called us a Dead Generation
They told us that we wouldn't survive
called us a dead generation, 
They told us that we wouldn't survive
They left us alone in the maelstrom
As you can see we're all plenty alive
We know
a mediative state

Movin' on, 'believe' that's it, call it magic
Third world, it is, I only guessed it

Shablam idi shablam ida
Shablam idi shablam ida