Desire weakens the heart, thoughts weaken the mind
Sound weakens my ears
Total abuse, slow suicide
It’s time to break down the walls and take what is mine
Rise up and breath again
Give new life to these tired hands
The butcher’s son tells no lies
With a clear conscience stabbing forward
He presses on
Revolution comes from within

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