You will never walk alone Counted, trained, controlled Being a cog in the machine Being a grain of sand in the desert Being a sheep in the herd You breathe on command You shit on command You kneel on command Born with no herd instinct, afraid of the crowd Forced to follow the rules, to obey your laws deserter in uniform, refugee on constant run Im not proud of victories, nor distraught with defeats I refuse to take part in this conspiracy of lies I take no orders from your idiot generals How come motherfuckers that you always unite For the wrong cases, under false flags? Lo and behold! Admire the show Lethal duel between me and the world Where the world wins the battles But I lose the war I was the crippled Spartan child thrown over the cliff I was the villain crucified at the right hand of Iscariot I was the black albino torn to pieces by his own tribe I was the woman that knew the herbs burnt at the stake
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