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Broken Crown

rumble the roads with footsteps
staring eyes of the states’ rejects
with utter hate inside
...crash to the floor, fade in gnide...
floodlights shine on the faces
mixed faith and varied races
from different worlds we rise
...with one tear, we unite the cries

it is our obligation, to break down the wall
the powerless starvation, as one by one they fall
God’s children that they've wasted, ruthless bloody hands
bodies have been broken, yet their heart still stands

welts run down our backs and faces
as we lay crushed, they embrace us
leave us crippled underground
all alone, but we won't drown

it is our obligation, to break down the wall
the powerless starvation, as one by one we fall
God’s children that they've wasted, ruthless bloody hands
bodies have been broken, but our heart still stands



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