| They are waiting for salvation,
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| From me they’ll get nothing at all,
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| With some words on a paper,
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| They are easy to fool,
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| They always take up arms to fight,
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| Fight and die for nothing,
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| The end began with the first word written,
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| They don’t know better, fed by the lies all there life,
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| Blinded by fear, blinded by the light,
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| With a past carved in stone,
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| The peace will never be restored,
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| They are waiting for salvation,
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| From me they’ll get nothing at all,
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| With some words on a paper,
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| They are easy to fool,
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| At least they’ll die with a smile on there lips,
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| They are hoping for a paradise,
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| I will fight for freedom; |
| I will fight for truth,
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| My life is my own, I’ve got nothing to lose,
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| Until it’s time to close our eyes one last time,
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| It’s a shame we don’t know the truth,
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| Until it’s time to close our eyes one last time,
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| It’s an evil circle,
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| Guided through life by an illusion,
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| They don’t know, they will never know, |