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Revolution

wheald the axe and bring it down rush of blood unto the ground wash my sins clean from me city burns no lesons learned the poor got banished with no return still i dont understand and as the world brings on a revolution terror haunts my dreams in this revolution taking who i am and bring me down history tell us of wars and hell fables of a whishing well see earths reflection change ( as the darkness fades ) buildings fall then are resurected broken dreams are a body disected telling us who we are and as the world brings on a revolution terror haunts my dreams in this revolution taking who i am and bring me down who i am what i am city burns no lesons learned the poor got banished with no return still i dont understand and as the world brings on a revolution terror haunts my dreams in this revolution taking who i am and bring me down revolution tell me who i am

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