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Michael Peter Guevarez
Michael Peter Guevarez
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Ernesto Grassi
Ernesto Grassi
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Richard Armellino
Richard Armellino
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Michael Luna
Michael Luna
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Roy Beatty
Roy Beatty
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Testi

We were raised with the praise for a demigod And with the greatest expectations We failed to grow Bleak point of humanity We failed to grow We failed to grow We failed to grow Contumacy we know what we're up against It doesn't matter when we're stripped of our innocence An eye for an eye It's only fair until we die So we unleash we will rise to defy Run far Running for our life Oppress and digress We all regress under distress The sixth sense Status quo is just a pretense To look alive that we have not abandoned To our defense our lives had ended We've got the dirtiest hands to do the devil's bidding Heaven deserted us But won't forget it cause the fire's spreading Riots making everything so glorious Now we will break free Adhere false indoctrinations Beyond the darkest revelations All your sins will be turned against your every word Capitulate to our darkest desires Condemned for eternity We will beg for clarity We've got the dirtiest hands to do the devil's bidding Heaven deserted us But won't forget it cause the fire's spreading Riots making everything so glorious Pick up the guns and see the truth The prophecy This is the life to abide with our complacency Imperial force Bring down the acid rain You will burn You will burn To dust you return To dust you return And at the break of dawn We will rise We've got the dirtiest hands to do the devil's bidding Heaven deserted us But won't forget it cause the fire's spreading Riots making everything so glorious We've got the dirtiest hands to do the devil's bidding Heaven deserted us But won't forget it cause the fire's spreading Riots making everything so glorious
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