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Caustic lines, bind your freedom
Forces us down & nothing will be heard
Archaic progression, slander and deceit.
From forked tongued, blind nuns, that is all we've known.
I beat the question
Serpents coil,
with twisted words.
crushing our freedom.

Hate mongers, we've had enough.
Forsake the question.

Caustic, venomous
Don't need your lies, nor your charity
Caustic, venomous.

Don't need your lies, nor your charity.

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from Marauders Of The Wasteland, released March 20, 2014

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