| Under this dome of ignorance
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| Men shalt all live as one
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| Wisdom lost its significance
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| For the sake of the holy scum
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| Joyfully Plebs wish for his bliss
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| That blindness, that barbarity
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| The empty idol will grin and hiss
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| Knee down free your insanity
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| Bury the sparkle of thought
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| Submerge in the oblivion
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| Abandon all knowledge to rot
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| Accept my dominion
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| A new era of lies has begun
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| Listen, the bell tolls
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| Fake messiahs to come
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| So eagerly crowd calls
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| Under this dome of Indolence
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| Sloth infecting the mind
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| No one will show their dissidence
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| These fetters they cannot unwind
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| Childhood begins with conversion
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| Young scions are given no will
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| Their roots set deep in perversion
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| Of truth from this false beacon hill
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| Under this dome of stupidity
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| Cassocks teach to forgive
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| With hearts full of rigidity
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| Hoods only aim to deceive
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| These malevolent cowls
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| Red of blood and filth
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| There’s no compassion, no truth
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| When empty idols urge to kill
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| Bury the sparkle of thought
|
| Submerge in the oblivion
|
| Abandon all knowledge to rot
|
| Accept my dominion
|
| A new era of lies has begun
|
| Listen, the bell tolls
|
| Fake messiahs to come
|
| So eagerly crowd calls
|
| Under this dome of Indolence
|
| Sloth infecting the mind
|
| No one will show their dissidence
|
| These fetters they cannot unwind
|
| Childhood begins with conversion
|
| Young scions are given no will
|
| Their roots set deep in perversion
|
| Of truth from this false beacon hill |