These lands have
Blood on the ground
Money trading freedom
Bribing another round
Liars warping kingdom
For thousand of ages
The screams of rage
Amount of disgrace
Leaders, all around
Fear deceiving people
Leaving an open wound
Forging our reason
Those gods manipulate
For immorality
Descend from throne and kneel to crow
We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake
Search inside
We will find
Our fate
We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake
Search inside
We will find
Our fate
Into the unknown
Unfollow
Masters of the crown
Time to open season
Making our sound
Getting out of prison
Those gods manipulate
For immorality
Conquering power for their own
Time waiting for surrender
It's our reality
We are going into the unknown
We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake
Search inside
We will find
Our fate
We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake
Search inside
We will find
Our fate
Into the unknown
Blood on the ground
Money trading freedom
Bribing another round
Liars warping kingdom
For thousand of ages
The screams of rage
Amount of disgrace
We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake
Search inside
We will find
Our fate
We are sick and tired
Of these lies
World is fake
Search inside
We will find
Our fate
Into the unknown
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