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My Poor Brother - War Against the Plebs - Act I - Close the Gates lyrics

Artist: My Poor Brother

album: War Against The Plebs


Doom
Beat him to death
Smash him
Rip off his limbs; Tear him apart
Smash in his skull
Eat him
Fight for the remains; collect them all
(What kind of 3 year olds am I hanging out with?)
Stand your ground
Scorched earth
Iron fist
Counterattack
No quarter
Battle
To the death
Bombardment
Guerilla
Infiltration
Breaking free from the shackles that chain us down
Stand your ground
Counterattack
No quarter
Battle
To the death
Bombardment
Breaking free from the shackles that chain us down
Releasing ourselves from what contains us now
Escaping the confinement, concealed in this shroud
Stand your ground
Battle
The war of the mind
Breaking free from the shackles that chain us down
Releasing ourselves from what contains us now
The war of the mind
Who are we?
Why are we here?
Stand your ground
Battle
Breaking free from the shackles that chain us down
Releasing ourselves from what contains us now
Escaping the confinement, concealed in this shroud
Why are we here?
Close the gates
Open the gates

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