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The damned
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innocence bloodlust falls between our eyes
beaten down with a club
riding upon the blue skies
we are the clouds that lie above
its a suprise we are even standing
with no heart to keep us here
but we move on with our chains
they are laughing and whipping us with fear
the damned
it was there we stood
upon the socially bitten
tryranny of falsehood
