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Burnt by the Sun
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Pentagons and Pentagrams
Lyricist:John Henry Adubato, Michael Olender, Theodore Patterson Iii, David William Witte
A tide of blue blood A tide of mystic light so consuming, shadows take a life of their own But you won't see them walk around, CFR, TLC (Council on Foreign Relations, Tri-Lateral Commission)
A wave of order for the new world is in store A new world order for humanity to deplore Like those foretold centuries before Like a capital city laid out in denominations of thirteen
Like nominees for the presidency that belong to secret societies And those who win are held like puppets, outranked by banks Founded on cosmic lore, so be our perceptions insecure So sure of what we see and what we endure We see no tie to the ancient world, none Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
You think this happens by chance? You really cannot afford to be this naive You think life happens by chance? You really cannot afford to be this naive
You think war happens by chance You really cannot afford to be this naive You think this happens by chance? You really cannot afford to be this naive
When life, when life is what, when life is what they dictate You can run but you can't hide from the tide of illumination So fuck off with your trivial talk radio shows 'Cause all your politics argue on the shadow and not on the substance
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