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THEY
All they want is for us to die
We as humans don't even ask why
Our education system is nothing but lies
We are all on the bottom, underneath the rich guy
We spend money on things we don't even need
And sit back and wonder what it's like to succeed
We work so hard to follow our dreams
Not even knowing just what it all means
The man in his office, who sits high on the land
Looks out of his window with it all in his hand	
He gives orders to them, to lure us all in
We follow behind, only to embark on sin
They run us around, like lab rats on crack
Only to prove that there is something we lack
They push their drugs upon our society
Taking away our rights, along with our sobriety
Causing our human race to be so confused
They laugh at the helpless and the abused
They make us believe that this is our fate
People, open your eyes before it's too late
They bleed us dry for money and greed
Leaving us to choose the bigger idiot to lead
They pollute our minds with wealth and gain
Only to take it away, to me, this is insane
They don't care about us little people down here
They only want our money at the end of the year
Good luck to you, who stand by their side
Along with the ones that think your life is a ride
The day will come when they do kill us all
Yet again, we as humans will fall
They know all too well what they’re doing to man
Leaving us all to wonder if there really is a plan
The day will come when they too will perish. 
Tell me the truth, what do you really cherish?
Would you be able to choose, if given a choice?
Would you stand up tall and raise your voice?
Could you say NO to them invading your space?
Would you stand steadfast to protect your own place?
Are you even aware that Satan wants your soul?
Have you decided which way you're going to roll?
Let me say my friend, the end is definitely here
They are expecting us all to lay down in fear
I for one, refuse to submit to their ways
I will hold onto my faith until the end of my days
I believe that God will judge us all in the end
I am totally sure of the eternity I will spend
They cannot pay me enough to walk in their direction
I will not sit in their labs awaiting my dissection
We have to fight for our rights, just as God intended
Stay away from the mark that they have imprinted
They watch as we beg, not to go without food
They wonder, how come we are in a bad mood
We as "The People," have got to remain strong and true
I for one will be praying that God will show His mercy on you.

2011
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