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Institutionalised expression of mass control

And if when America fills in the hole
Your pile of misery where centuries be
And he does win a holiday after a poll
Digging deep into the ground
Black gold seeking, hell bound
Enter dark shafts
Early up and old
Wrecking themselves
Misery unfolds
It eats their
By, oh by, the way of an explanation
Cast adrift of the shores of shorty's nation
I had a lick, it caved my skull in like a brick

Call now, what
By, oh by, the way of an explanation
Cast adrift of the shores of shorty's nation
I had a lick, it caved my skull in like a brick

Call now, what
Nevermore to be held down
By the wings of history.
Nevermore to be cast aside,
This day is mine.

Even through the darkest days,
This fire burns,
O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
have seen,
People walk into the sea,
Just to find memories,
Plagued by constant misery,
Their eyes cast down,
Fixed upon the ground,
Their eyes cast down
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
you've never seen arise-above you

We must cast aside our misery
Let's search for final liberty

We're the heroes of a new world
The Masterplan's
I pace, alone
In a place for the dead
Overcome by woe
And here, I've grown
So fond of dread
That I swear it's heaven

Oh sweet Mary,
Dressed
Frozen land mesmerized by her arcane mystery
Goddess of the underworld cold queen of lost beauty
Gazed upon earth's battleground
At mankind's
strong was the bound
To alters of eternity ,ade of cold stone
But weak is our form cast in to the day by the will of God

[Chorus]

Burning my wings in
O' day-star, son of the morning 
How art thou cut down to the ground, that didst cast lots over the nations 
For thou has said in thine hear, I will
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
self-hate
The soothing of a hungry blade
Misery, so deep
Grant me the eternal sleep
Suicide, inspired
Join me on my final ride
Lust for life, cast aside
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
It's the mystery of Inequity
Said it's the misery of Inequity
Said it's the history of Inequity
When it all
All falls down
Telling you all
It
to submission,
Stricken by your fatal decision,
Suddenly it's time to say your last goodbyes,
Misery remains voluntary, all illusion gone,
Break through
to submission,
Stricken by your fatal decision,
Suddenly it's time to say your last goodbyes,
Misery remains voluntary, all illusion gone,
Break through
to bring us to the end? 

Covered up by motion blur 
There were no mistakes - yet I feel it burn. 

Qualified to measure my own misery 
I cannot believe
dead for all eternity
Brutaly banished from life,
A fear that grows inside,
Cast out of society because of my insanity

Life in fear and misery
I don't
to submission,
Stricken by your fatal decision,
Suddenly it's time to say your last goodbyes,
Misery remains voluntary, all across the sky,
Wait through
the deepest void of all

Haven't seen you in weeks
No clouds in the sky to rain me a drop
Loving touch I need
And I am killing time by the lake
Diving off
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth