Stick close, close to your own kind
It keeps our future pure
Raise your banners
Don't let the bastards shine
Our torches, hold them high
Threats of statues
Remove them from their shrines
Our blood and soil, our pride
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Noiseless I remain
Quiet as I refrain to be a voice that may bring change
Leave me to type and pray
While devils feast away on innocence of souls they prey
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From the suffering
We give up all our promises
Then we pray for change
And hope to see the brighter day
From the suffering (tell them that their words won't do a thing),
We give up all our promises
Then we pray for change (break a sweat, don't be afraid to sing)
And hope to see the brighter day
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Shells made of steel and flesh descend
Onto the ground that's where they dance.
Oh god we've spent
Every last dime on our revenge
Emancipate our hands to face the terror made
Made by our own kings
Free your mind, sheeple thing
From the suffering
We give up all our promises
Then we pray for change
And hope to see a brighter day
From the suffering (tell them that their words won't do a thing),
We give up all our promises
Then we pray for change (break a sweat, don't be afraid to sing)
And hope to see the brighter day
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We give up all our promises