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At the time of the ancient sun

in a world where all was known,

curious questions were asked by none

as subjugation was insured

by definition alone.

My sight my touch and other senses react

and form my view on which

I choose to act.

The facts, the facts, none deny the facts.

We know all what is and all what can't,

your feelings must vanish like a coin in the sand.

All what was and all we bestow should be as clear to you as the evening sun's extinguished glow.

How can one our ways attack?

The facts, the facts, none deny the facts.

Promises will be made

to a folk with no name,

the snake will be killed

and be replaced by the rat,

a rat which promised them lives as a cat.

Lies upon lies,

he wont stand for that.

Apostles run wild and martyr the old.

Instead of encouraging doubt

nothing will be told.

The freedom I preach

lost in the past,

falling on deaf ears over the sound of a blast.

Halt you fools do you not know what you've done?

Pulling us down to a doom

from which we cannot run.

Silence this nay-sayer

his time is now up.

He may have awoken us

but starts to disrupt

with calls of tolerance, we will not accept.

We must plot his demise and act as if we'd wept.

For his symbol is strong

we'll use it as ours,

we shall continue to use it and display it on towers.

Halt you fools

do you not now what you've done?

You've pulled us all to a doom

from which we cannot run.

Silence old man your time has come.