Greed wreath and power are theses the things that make a man
We are the victims of these selfish ways, forever bound
For a life of disgrace never left from restraint
We are the ones who suffer
No hope for freedom we are the ones to blame
for letting them have it their way
We must burn down the empires that make us slaves
Have faith in our own to become once again
We are blind to their foot steps, we are numb to the pain
We do not stand alone they do not have us under control
Cut the ties
And so we watch as the world burns again
Wasting away everything we’ve ever been
To destroy all that made us.
We watch as we go holding us back from who we really are
Holding us back
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