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No peace no love for the world
War Pigs March forth, march forward to the end of the world, spread to every comer with your greedy filth
Reduce the enemy by cutting down their wealth
Dumbing down their minds and controlling their health
But what lies under the surface? Bred for mechanical purpose
Solar flares trapped in the iron cage, wanting to set me free, fueled by human rage, fill your wallets with the blood Of our dreams, I hope your haunted by the sound of their screams.
Fuck the
Traitors of the free word, you've distracted us for far too long, implanted frequencies, that fry us from reality
Shut our brains off so we don't as why
Fuck
We're all so proud but it's all a joke
Without love there is no progression
The world was for us but you bought it all for you
I cannot fathom such an evil fucking phantom, watch the world burn from the curtains
And to their deaths you sent them. Just let the gas man cleanse me
Complacent in the small space you are currently caged in, no bars no walls this is a subconscious prison
Pre determined collateral damage, there is no love we are in the digression
There is no love the weight of the world crushes down on your spine
There is no love for the weight of the world crushes down on your spine, self confined prison
War Pigs March forth, march forward to the end of the world, spread to every comer with your greedy filth
Reduce the enemy by cutting down their wealth
Dumbing down their minds and controlling their health
But what lies under the surface? Bred for mechanical purpose
Solar flares trapped in the iron cage, wanting to set me free, fueled by human rage, fill your wallets with the blood Of our dreams, I hope your haunted by the sound of their screams.
Fuck the
Traitors of the free word, you've distracted us for far too long, implanted frequencies, that fry us from reality
Shut our brains off so we don't as why
Fuck
We're all so proud but it's all a joke
Without love there is no progression
The world was for us but you bought it all for you
I cannot fathom such an evil fucking phantom, watch the world burn from the curtains
And to their deaths you sent them. Just let the gas man cleanse me
Complacent in the small space you are currently caged in, no bars no walls this is a subconscious prison
Pre determined collateral damage, there is no love we are in the digression
There is no love the weight of the world crushes down on your spine
There is no love for the weight of the world crushes down on your spine, self confined prison
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Writer(s): Beaten Path
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