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We've emptied these streets from oppression

All of their  servants dead or in captivity

But like our teeth the towers the cavity

Tear it from the mouth of our land

Obsessed with power

The gluttony of law

Still stands tall in the towers above

Thousands with hammer and stick

Shall break the stones out of the walls

From the foundation these towers will fall

Symbols of tyranny Keeping the sun dim

Below the shadows cast as thick as fog

Days turn to night the people chipping away

Defeat the lies shrouded in false hope

Maybe it will help them cope

With the loss of all they love

Carved stones

Falling

The towers sway in the breeze all within will

Die in the fall

Leaping from windows and splattering on the ground

It all crumbles down

It all crumbles down

Fall

In the debris and the cloud of dust

The people smile and cry

Cheering in victory their hearts swell

To all the ones above

May you burn in

Hell