in this place we find each other
a tribute to the wise
who view with open eyes
expose the lies of our brothers
the surface and the screen
misled and lost between
We are not alone to defy Under a blackened sky
we stand and those who push us down will die We light the torches and we hear the sound
of the soundtrack to the rebellion
We break the silence and we make the sound of the soundtrack to the rebellion
these men aim to slowly devour
and they lock you into sleep
they sit and suck the tit of power
they claim it for us all
but keep it within walls
while silently they reap The phantoms you fear they put inside your head
They lie! Don't hear their blinded words of dread
It fuels the flames throughout the night.
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