Tell me the time has come, I’m not alone in wanting to end what is familiar.
Tell me the time has come to now expose, the favoured disguised as true wage earners
Hoping soon will come the day
I’m sure I am in part to blame
Could there be dissidents who speak the truth?
The bullshit resonates, compose yourself, discover riches never known before.
But I’d love nothing more than to take the ruling class and put them to the sword.
Hardened enamel, rarely giving way. Bleeding, teeth marks, but it wants to sway.
Now that red flags burn, hijacked by Napoleon. Will our beaten friends find a new horizon?
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