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congratulations to all our equality
judges got our custody
just lay back, and raise your honor
on the roof of your encreate world
here and there, till life is exhausted
our own landscape gardener
we are and will be of paramount importance
our plans must be this ruthless straight
crescents against crosses, and pawns against their own lines
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- the machinery pounds it's threats -
while the ground was yearning, for distant skies over innate graveyards
- the machinery pounds it's threats -
over excentric's corpses and the state of siege is used as an excuse
by those ones being amused
no dramatist i must be, we oppress ourselves in a balancing act
our fertile drones we invent, their threat resounds we mouth our empty phrases
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alteration missed it's chance
and nightfall grovels devout
when dissenter's cultivation starts we've lost
i bury my head in my veiling hands to go astray in my emptyness
the promised land is just gilded
our conducts are straight, most of them done without any tear
we can't conceal wasteland's rising
looking around i must see our daily tasks are brutalizing themselves
sensible wolf now lost it's sheepshape
millions of dried throats, their cries are still driven by hope
despaired and weaken, but still in hope
crescents against crosses, and pawns against their own lines
chorus
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