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Return, of the New.
Return, of the New
Blinded by all that is known
Sheltered from the life overgrown
Fed into the system without compunction
Spit out into the world bloodied and punctured
Live on the drivel they feed you
Die on the words from the soulless and enfeebled
The world is ours to mold and create
What was handed to us was old and filled with hate
Follow the teachings of the great and wise
But listen to those that fill you with nothing but lies
Stand up and become the next dictator
Die by the next battered liberator
Feel the life blood of this dying world
Understanding too late it was killed without a sorrowful word
You're not to question the laws of the old
You're not to reject what you now have to hold
Kick down the doors of the barred city gates
Free those that did nothing, yet are serving blind fate
Reclaim the world and polish it new
Remove those that are vengeful, bloodied, and cruel
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In the land of the Normal, I choose to be me.
In the land of the Confined, I choose to be free.
In the land of the Oppressed, I choose to to enlightened.
To those that understand I greet you hand to hand, for in this world, it is we few that choose to stand.
Welcome to the new world, where the inmates are free, and the world isn't as it used to be.
Welcome to the new life you will begin to live, free your mind and the rest will follow.
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