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    "When hands are caught in my brother's pocket, I'll burn my gods down."

    Within this house of do-it-your-selfishness
    The blurred lines we're taught to walk don't suit me
    Words out of both sides of broken mouths
    The only words that stand to rule me
    High brass rings and low glass ceilings
    Shatter through the expectation
    This kingdom thrives on disappointment
    Watch your words and stay complacent
    The words are cut into their foreheads
    There's nothing you can do to take it
    The ink is stained upon your body
    The fear, it sinks inside your soul
    We walk a path of re-creation
    A feeling you will never know
    Reparations for the taking
    Four VS All

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    Kings of body, mind, and spirit
    Took the crown and now we break it
    The freaks will finally have their say
    There is nothing you can do to take it

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