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to question but none to explain

Such carnage, destruction

They came in their thousands, to die for belief
In a guardian of freedom, once branded a thief
Putting to dead those who oppose you
Will take control, no matter the cost
Bodies are mounting the carnage around you
At the last count, ten
Presented through creative freedoms
And everything I say is true
Cuz if I was telling lies it'd probably show

I can tell that he's kind
It's time to change our nation`s rules.
Freedom's a right, ignored by fools.
We choose our selves between right and wrong.
We've got to be free, we've
We were in the last battle
In honor of our pride and gods
We praised the steel of our mighty sword

Excited by the view of this bloody carnage
to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity
Redundant cruelty
Children are shoveled into enclosed solitude
in lack of value cause by minor defects
Each one an unsuitability
Them Away.
All For The Sake Of Freedom,
Look To Your Screen They're Screaming, Help.
High Upon A Pedestal, Man's Mind Speaking
What I See, Is What
And whose sphere of freedom is limited according to the wishes of a master
Your power and authority is ruled over by another
And your sphere of freedom
This is a call out to all the youth in the ghettos, suburbs, villages, townships. To all the kids who download this song for free. By any means.
bludgeoned by a brick
Yo to hell with secret-service men my burners stay disturbing them
They turned into my servants when my urchins said to murder them

Something had happened beyond her control
A moment of madness unfettered a soul
That would relish a freedom denied once before
By a desperate
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.

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