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00 <•> ( ) Gone Swiftly darkness comes Gone •• Created By the whim of a Polluted mind • Gone •• Walking deep streets Hearing the crying Joining in with the crime •• The cathedral hour We lie in poisoned bed Thinking this new lover Can **** the last one From our head ! • ****** the streets of war Seem normal to us •• ****** as the **** and ***** ****** as we are •• The gentle river Remains Polluted As the truth Feared and deprecated And deplored •• Gods of government Gods of lust and greed Worshiping power On **** - ******* knees
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 3:51 PM UTC
Grotesque images of our masquerade
00 <•> ( ) Gone Swiftly darkness comes Gone •• Created By the whim of a Polluted mind • Gone •• Walking deep streets Hearing the crying Joining in with the crime •• The cathedral hour We lie in poisoned bed Thinking this new lover Can **** the last one From our head ! • ****** the streets of war Seem normal to us •• ****** as the **** and ***** ****** as we are •• The gentle river Remains Polluted As the truth Feared and deprecated And deplored •• Gods of government Gods of lust and greed Worshiping power On **** - ******* knees
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 3:51 PM UTC
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