Under the storm at midnights seaDecipherable intent to rivalAnd while we feast on their dead ends a means to vilify dissentA formal grace has mystified sentimentsThe walrus and the fisherman
Your welcome to join pursuitThe game it never endsWe made a place for all mankindThe precious gift is more than mans dying heartThe catalyst of growing fear in us all
Chastise the malice kingThe self appointed martyrs of the privileged classWearing rulers clothes and spouting judges quotes like massIndoctrinated tools, the shepherds finest white domesticationsRight before your eyesAll forming a line!
We are the marks acrossThe vein severed from all around usInvented new suspicions interchangeableAnd for every new exclusion millions of more victimized by nameless self consumed complacent passive dependentsSo just rank single file
The world is not your ownIt's not just another warThis is all we know and don't
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