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The freedom of speach

Seems to justify your actions

You swear to tell the truth

With crossed fingers in your back

Down in the gutter

Where all hope is lost

A pleasant shiver chills

In thought of the holocaust

Your grip of power so tight

So people don't know what to think

They believe in your false prophecies

And follow you to the end

World strangler

A stranger in your self made hell

World strangler

Strangled by your own words

All the prejudices

You believe and defend

You project onto others

But you only should be frightened

Of the stranger in yourself

World strangler

A stranger in your self made hell

World strangler

Strangled by your own words