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    How did you get this far you're nothing we will rise above
    Leaving trails of dead in our wake
    Opening eyes destroying senses the darkest days will be our rise
    Ripping heads from the weak severed
    Don't turn your back on me coward face up
    Your fucking weak now kneel beg me to spare your life
    Make progress by termination one by one they drop like flies
    No one will morn No one will morn

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