this prolonged, I've already lived, what's to fear. Now kill the power, become partners of sin. Alone in our decision to unlock the door, And escape from within. For
that no one comes from. In your mind when your eyes are closed. Is this a happening that's real or make-believe? Are the things you see really there? And
muzzle us, we'll muscle you! You'll live in demented fear. Is it good for us or harmful? Does it enlighten or repress? Our children need to know what's going on and
for a broken family, The anger that burns inside, you still can't set it free. Struggle for your sanity, betrayed and left alone, No one to reach out to, for
play. Corruption, from white and blue alike, Serenity is jeopardised. Envoys are delt their hands. Barter with their deadly plans for Power they deal and
man knocks off their blocks. Run up the ladder but not far enough. Cheat the numbers, watch the games get tough. They've done the dirty work, dressed for
enemy, noble self-sacrifice Crooked crowns sentenced to die, pay the bloody price Sacred rites held close by the fighters, no place for disgrace Taught
The arena is mine I live, you die Entry of the gladiators, 264 B.C. The emperors and nobles have made a pawn of me I battle slaves, end free men and
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