You still fighting for disorder
Faking disgrace
Your dirty flags are bleeding
No fight, no gain
We are knocking on the death's doors
On to your name
We are the next rebellion
Soldiers of shame
Sacrificing bodies to have some to domain
All the lambs on line to be killed to your fame
Just one thing
You cannot lie, you can't disguise your misery
So don't try to choose this rights you left for me
You hurt my eyes, but I'm not blind
I still believe
My rage's free
Just rethink
That all my fight, cannot stop over my knees
It's my defiance it's kill this silence, I'm not a weak
Until last sigh, and for my pride, I'll still believe
My rage's free
You still fighting for this honor
Blind people, myths
Your are so sick, rolling on this shit
You are
Fault and all this
I'm not your next lamb to pay the sins on to your cross
Refuse all the lie that them want put inside we all
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