Evil wicked glow the screen is spraying empty eyes Blinded by the lies displayed and airing on prime time Brains are switching off As one by one they stall The clones are marching on as flies would swarm on rot Sail on open sea Cracked shell as you mean A pail to keep the boat afloat Born a useless tool Bred preemptive bore The crowd would rather choke than breathe Dig the frozen land unearthing with your own bare hands Startled by the sound of silence reigning underground Dig until you fell In the most dismal cell The cries of yours are tamed and dispel in the fray Sail on open sea Cracked shell as you mean A pail to keep the boat afloat Born a useless tool Bred preemptive bore The crowd would rather choke than breathe
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