Publish accusations
And shiver with fright
For there's a crisis in
The suburbs, the wrath
Of philistine's
We are vindicated
And the rope has been cut
For I don't wanna be a
Tool packer, or reflect
On what I've done
I won't live in a
Cynical world
But I'm destined to be in a
Cynical world
If I give you the sign you
Shall watch Eden burn, burn
So I won't live in a cynical
Battle with conscience, feigning
The divine, for there is friction
In the tower, and a fever in
The mind, battle with darkness
And never stop to question why?
Here's the last bastion of Sodom
With an evil eye
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