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- Brutality
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Bodies lie in droves
People cling to the alcoves.
We just run on
numbers lost and gone.
Why teach this song?
Why not right what's wrong?
Number 18234
Don't need to worry no more.
Glass shards hit the ground
Gun shuts and screams sound.
Sounds of Revolution,
Sounds of Constitution,
Sounds of Violence,
Sounds of Blood,
Sounds of the Hunter,
Sounds of the Gun.
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