VICTIMS OF THE FALL (Lyrics by T. Harris)

Oh… the hammer of fate it falls down to kill all
Hope… don't matter what race or creed, remember
The system that feeds us and leads us by name
Is the same one that will bleed us and kill us in vein
PROFIT, YOURSELF, bleeding us dry, we find you
GUILTY, AS HELL, dictator your lies see through
Once you spill this blood, can't wipe it clean
Exploitation of the innocence here

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Another victim grieves, someone they'll never see
They'll never see again
The sun sets on a blood red sea, how can you sleep
With their blood on your hands

You don't care, you won't clean it, just save, yourself
Stand… For no rights, no meaning, dictate, incite it
SELLING, YOURSELF, to anyone who'll buy, go on and
CHOKE ON, YOUR WEALTH, your anthem of lies screams though
Now you've spilt this blood, can't wipe it clean
Exploitation of the innocence here

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DICTATOR
Corrupt - Minds
In - Side
An - Ti
Discriminate
Against - Free
Dom - Breath
Some - Thing
I can believe, I can believe

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Wipe it, wipe it, wipe it clean, that blood off you
Empty, hollow, inane… Hope
Corrupt minds, inside of this anti
Discriminate against, freedom
Now breath in, something
I can believe, I can believe