These faces noone embraces, trade your intelligence for a smile He who harasses - innocent masses, forgives, to save your soul - in time Desperate believers, emotion dealers have never learned to cry liquid pears And silently these T.ribes o.f T.raitors have captured everyone, including you Have you commanded painfully? Have you avoided endlessly? Have you not seen these tired faces? Have only left your gruesome traces! These are my words to make an empire fall and to raise a new, a better one.
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