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They crawl through every crack

In search of escaping “vermin”

And leave you Disillusioned

Left now on the path of refuge

Relapse by the recoil

From ascending rulers

Setting forth their arms

Aim to conquer all in their way

Blinded; eyes scorched by the light

Of a new found misery

Brought to justice for the deeds

Of the unholy; free will

Free will!

If I ever was to find

The answer to the hate Portrayed,

I would state the obvious:

I guess that you must feel,

Stripped of all your pride and ideal!

From Bow to Crosshair

Mankind became more violent

And the dice just keeps on rolling

Relapse by the recoil

From ascending rulers

Setting forth their arms

Aim to conquer all in their way

If I ever was to find

The answer to the hate Portrayed,

I would state the obvious:

I guess that you must feel,

Stripped of all your pride and ideal!