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Tell me no secrets and l’ll you no lies

The future has been twisted and rehearsed for it’s demise

The warning lights are flashing and they’re circling in the sky

But no one feels the sinner’s blow it’s right before his or her eyes.

The wicked watch their heroes Eith wail on their minds

While reaching out for heaven’s gate, their shots ring through the night

Hell-bent for thunder we are racing with the time

But no one knows which way to go and no one knows to try.

5 million reasons with 10 million pieces to go

Wheelers and dealers with nothing bur dreams of control

I believe we’re under the gun...

Sold out to madness

Prisoners of sadness

I believe we’re under the gun

We’re under the gun.

In the land of milk and money the devil has his spies

While workin undercover they all keep a watchful eye

They’re building up the underworld they’re rotten to the bone

And crossing out the others, while they’re selling out there own.