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Mindlessly plodding along with the hoard Reality's making you bored By and by you live by the sword Over and Over you turn in your grave The power
pinheads The Lord Almighty, Limited And his chosen elect Site on the Up on High Development Board quoting the bible as they hoard The Good Book has
to entry Out of frame Entrust to the wealthy elite Hoard and crush in the name of greed The body accepts The fails of flesh Scams and deceptions a familiar
the wealth from your land Where do they come from these warrior hoards When their death and destruction to you They come with the thunder To kill
can take away what you want to You can hoard all of your money too But I know you will never be at peace with yourself Sometimes I tuck away things
Gold and souls enchain Endless torment grand! Hoards push boulders high Vain attempts to climb Drowned by lust for wealth Misery's cruel chime! Eternal
to lose While you choose I'm drinking raid Soaking in bleach But every pest is besting me Here comes the swarm Here comes the hoard They smell the mess you
a lot Start the climb and you just might get all you've wanted At the end of the long ride Just keep holdin' up your pride Start to hoard now All these
everybody, loved me. I feed their poor. I build their roads. I protected them, from the hoards! Yet still... I thought I should do more.
the gate Love's not a product you can hoard or pack a suitcase with, It's more a way you have to give. All of a sudden, We find the cupboard's
spreads People run Hoard their goods Hide from the sun Paper mask On your face Worthless virtue In its place Create a plague Sell the cure Cull the weak
the cupboard, by the biscuit tin, Beside the loosened board, Where the church-mouse hoards the flour. He hoards the flour, back in his nook. And is it tough
Well, the generations come Hoy-polloy or chewing gum Bad manners still in style And a very low profile As the new wave rebel hoards Scribble balls
I'm running out of patience and I've just ran out of time A hoard of crazy specters Alive inside my head Persuading and Perverting Sadistic and Undead
us all|, [a way] |for them| [to exter-minate]. + |The-rich| [murder the poor] |to hoard| [the earth] |for the elite|. Bridge Verse 2 - [They
Cold as stone I feel no more Refuse to hoard A heart within. Close that door Just walls adorn No tears to flow Into this sea. There's
Man- Slave Man - Lost Soul Gold seeker Self traitor You’ve trade your soul for gold Gold seeker is counting his hoard He is sinking, but asking for
Eat some greens and beans these three pleas conceive indeed Organ chords roar over hoards of boars Scored the boards floored to keep My knees free from
fire, fire and brimstone coming down on my head. I look around, I saw hoards, I heard a voice say "come to me" I felt the rumbling beneath my feet
hoard Silver legions of the mortal course We strive toward the core of night The garden speaks at the edge of the tide Suspended mineral of holy strings
the land of the hoard Say brother, can you spare a quarter They don't just contemplate Doesn't matter seals your fate They live for the perfect crime
turn your back, it's late! They try to hoard our future at all costs, banging our heads to the bottom of this abyss Exposing a prediction never heard,
For the pelf For the hoard Tear through the lucre and the estate For the rate For what's due Waning, the twilight of our control. The Futurewretch
fire, fire and brimstone coming down on my head. I look around, I saw hoards, I heard a voice say "come to me" I felt the rumbling beneath my feet
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