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It's the same old mistake

You put your faith in the dirt

You give the power to those that live

and breathe against you

This bile is their blood

They are sucking the mud

The bottom end of society will break in pieces

The hour is close at hand

One more time we'll get what we deserve

The time to strike is near

One more time we'll make them disappear

They sell their garbage for gold

Stories holding the throne

Golden banners that make you wanna die beneath them

The hydra's taken control

But we've done this before

No matter how many times it needs "we'll always beat it"

The hour is close at hand

One more time we'll get what we deserve

10 years and nothing's changed

One more time we'll blow them all away

This fight will never end

The monster's rising with its brand new head

The time to strike is near

One more time we'll make them disappear

Narration:

This has always been a matter of survival

Whether we make it out of this rock or not

A mind that's stuck behind is holding all of us back

Chains we put on ourselves are things of the past

We are better than this and we know it

And if we need to take it by force you better bet we will

The time to reckon is near, nothing's holding us back

We'll have to take it again

The path is set in stone

The die is already thrown

If we're meant to survive this cancer needs to get cut out

We're taking this to the streets

We are storming the gates

Nothing's given, it all needs to be taken by you

The hour is close at hand

One more time we'll get what we deserve

10 years and nothing's changed

One more time we'll blow them all away

This fight will never end

The monster's rearing with its brand new head

The time to strike is near

One more time we'll make them disappear