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Unchained (we rise)
Devils,they speak to me
The trapped,they beg and plea
For freedom
Cut these wings off,they could never fly
Burn the pages of deceit
Smoke in eyes
Tearing up,but I could never cry
Run away from the lies
And let me show you a better way
Darkness,it consumes the heart
The act of reckoning is where it starts
Show me the light
Take my hand
Brothers and sisters
Rise up from the desert sand
Take their heads
It's a must
For they are the ones that breed distrust
Let the rain cleanse
Pouring down,so intensely
Brainwashed no more
Questions create
Dead silence
Hatred
It builds us up
The trapped,they beg and plea
For freedom
Cut these wings off,they could never fly
Burn the pages of deceit
Smoke in eyes
Tearing up,but I could never cry
Run away from the lies
And let me show you a better way
Darkness,it consumes the heart
The act of reckoning is where it starts
Show me the light
Take my hand
Brothers and sisters
Rise up from the desert sand
Take their heads
It's a must
For they are the ones that breed distrust
Let the rain cleanse
Pouring down,so intensely
Brainwashed no more
Questions create
Dead silence
Hatred
It builds us up
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