Land of old, this soil I now see turns gray
Looking on, I see crowds that stand against tyrant guns
Blow them away
All for the sake of freedom
Look to your screen they're screaming, help
High upon a pedestal, man's mind speaking aloud
What I see, is what I hold; power and all that's around
Curfew at dusk, and my soldiers litter the streets
This is for the people, no, we're breaking, taking, killing
We bleed from tyrants war, runs red through streets of blood
The freedom that we would seek is screaming lost liberty

Oppressing the masses, could this be?
Oppressing the masses, could this happen to me?

Deceiving things he says you might take as true
One word believed by him, his strings attach to you
So we the people must unite, and defy
Destroy the power, fight this man's rule must die
By our hand
Oppressed people of this land
Convert, exist the planned way
Revolt, with blood we'll flow the end

Oppressing the masses, could this be?
Oppressing the masses, could this happen to me?

Gone year's of ten
I'm still power alive
My dominoes fall on taking other men's pride
All for the need of power
Watch as I devour you
This virus of my intentions, infectious
Your land, my carnage forth
Obviously death results
I am the ugly face, the spreading disease
I am oppressing, raping life, I do as I please
And you pay the price
You're lost without arms to fight
If given the spine from hate
Would you cower or rise and say

Oppressing the masses, no, not to me
Oppressing the masses, no, this could never be
Oppressing the masses to be free, I would rise
Oppressing the masses for to live contained
This mind would die

Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

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