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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Where the arrow falls A life is taken Its flight was always destined to find The rebel’s heart The believers who shake this world Extinguished by the powers of state For the rule of law defines society This history that made all men equal That teaches our children democracy This democracy that America holds dear And England expects Has been stolen, hocked to the highest bidder Reformed homogenised and re-distributed By the invisible hand of a powerful few Your choices defined by control Hidden in the refuse tip of mankind Austerity and debt Dumped by Druid bankers mesmerizing us With chemical whispers that poison our dreams Democracy has found a new owner And we are its victim A nation of employees procreating our lives in debt Government no longer the servant People in a cage, no escape For we are the slaves Destined to die in unmarked graves Forgotten by the winds of time This illusion that this, is the bed we choose, But even this is rented For all property returns to the soil Waiting for the next solicitors pen The money that you earned Its value now raped Slowly evaporating in the Inflation of wet banker’s dreams For your democracy was always a dream And this nightmare is here to stay Your heroes have all been seconded To protect the carcass that these jackals share And the rebels that are left Will never fire a shot in anger again, The slave has nothing to fight for Because nothing will ever belong to you. Except for a copy of their democracy And another bill For explaining, all this to you.
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