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Untitled Track 4The narratives of our lives are being written for usNew gilded cages are being forged for us New cathedrals of capital are being built for us Between just wasting the passing of time together Or starting to unmask those powers forever Reject the serpent and all of his lies Accept all the horror, pain and joy of life Enclosure Enduring This corprorate imperium is genocide: Time to let go Hold Let go Hold I could never love this lovelessness I could never love this endless Qana in our hearts In time, all pain is nothing But you try to find peace with you money, I don't want you money I don't want your money, But you try to bring me down with your money, In time it all comes to nothing |