So how many words 'til you ruin the plot
Convince all the people they are who they're not
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You may be an army that purges the mind
But what are your weapons when tested by time
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For envy will widen the path that you're on
And cause you to number the lives you have won
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And if there be motive aside of your own
Allow it to wander then leave it alone
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That is when death has much more of a chance
When no one is watching, it asks you to dance
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And as it accepts every slight of your hand
Your freedom is taken, replaced with demand
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The things that were told you along every step
Are what you will use to redeem every theft
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Collections continue, the army in droves
A walking commandment, a conquering prose