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Dec 2014
Behind bars of black
painted red white and blue
singing songs of your freedom
the cameras laugh at you

You twitter chirp and tweet
cheep cheep
about the shiny frivolities
disguising bleak realities

Ignore a war
or three or four
Look away again
a time or ten

Don't look down
that's where you'll drop
when they break your wings
because they don't like how you sing

Don't look up
that's where they sit
and it will only show a reality
free of reason or morality

You only exist
so they have someone serving
who'll believe the lie
that they serve you

You know that you're trapped
and there's nothing you can do
but you can still move enough
that you can pretend that the cage isn't there

And so you sit
and you sing
about the lie of freedom
that you made yourself believe
Rev Gregarovick William Mazov
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Rev Gregarovick William Mazov  Hell on Earth
(Hell on Earth)   
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