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Broken the mans and the black of us feared
Don't shuffle never find a way out of here
Dreams of untold
Dreams of the black bone
The man in the door will never hear your call
It's a touchdown, breakdown
It's a touchdown, breakdown
In the ground
Your lads will have you on your knees
Your soul breaked to satisfied your needs
Your mind will burn
Your last thoughts
The witness is the only the last of you wast
It's no game, feel the pain
It's no game, feel the pain
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Razor
Go berserk
Razors unpick the bleeding scars
Contimated by the toxic gas
Fumes rise from the earth below
Bodies (?) sarcastic flow
Never never believe their lies
Just control your self command
Never never catch their eyes
When they talk about the promised land
Razors go berserk
Rusting in the dirt
The dying heart will never blend
With the unwashed faces of working men
The carcass lies in a rotted heart
You can smell the dead meat when razors cut
Never never believe their lies
Just control your self command
Never never catch their eyes
When they talk about the promised land
You'll never find your way out here
Cut me hard(?)
Razor blades
Go berserk
Never
Son of a bitch
Cut my face
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The leather-clad girl walks through the blue light
Sees the black light then fade away
Painful emotions of different conclusions
Are breaking through the walls of emptiness
The men on the walls stop the fire from burning
Throwing the water on painted spots
Tempted illusions stop, blasphemous notions stop
Tearing down the pieces from nothing at all
No way, I'm not going through the black door
Kissing their feet for a luxurious life
Tempting me with drugs that keeps me down
No wonder the system is breaking down
I know my way out of here from this stinking place
If you wanna get out, you have to look at my face
Just scream your lungs out, scream it out loud
We're never gonna follow your stupid beat
We walk through strangers
No way I'm not changing my lifestyle
Suppressing my feelings for those who rule
They can lock me up, but never break me down
The resolution comes first, break down the crown
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People being ruled by the man with the book
Controlling public minds to kill this lout
Demanding the death of virid writers
One man hunted by anka fighters
He was chosen by
Chosen by Allah
People die for their belief
People hate for their belief
People kill for their belief
Suck to yourself to that belief
Blind fate
Blind fate
Devils rating his powerful words
By calling his souls with in this world
Death to all who may come in his way
Maybe he will concur this world someday
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Watching the big boys cleaning their hands
Playing with new toys, the old ones are back
Sliding down the Adam's ass to get them what they need
She will do just anything to get them clean
They want to push you down
squeeze your brain
They want to push you down treachery
By the soul to suffer and pain
They live in a dream world of dope and dust
A glittering rose of gold of lust
The demand of junk is getting strong
Let's have some fun while we're young
Don't mess with my life
Just keep it to yourself
I know what you have in the box on the shelf
Using the small kids to selling to his friends
The hype is you know that it still a trend
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I don't know what you do
I don't know how you feel
Can't you look in my eyes so I can see it real
My aggressiveness
My tenderness
Touch my skin and take of that dress
I know the way you talk
I know the way you speak
Deep in your soul
My line is getting weak
My commanding thoughts
My emotionality's
Like your face get down on your knees
Change
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Apprehensiveness
Aggressiveness
Aggressiveness
You can't save me
Can't save me
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