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Friends, Lovers, Countrymen, lend me your ears

The maniacal hypocrites flourish in your fears

The time of change is threatening their psychotropic words

We have the power to turn the stone, so let the truth be heard!



       Feed as one...        a power struggle has begun

       Feed as one...        serve the master, you're the chosen one



Forever last in servitude to mainstream political shames

The puppets of the pyramids, amazing in their games

Speak softly, brother...words make haste to offend

The truth can cut one to the bone, correctness is a sin



       Feed as one...        a million fingers on the gun

       Feed as one...        in the end there can only be one



               ...generals in a battle of wills, send their soldiers charging up the hill...

               ...their aim is not to wound, but kill, knowing they'll die as well...