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A battle did rage
Blood mixed with tears.
Dreams became shattered.
As one door closed another did open.
What dream is this?
Who is this censor I've never met.
How much gain did his wager net.
I am a human not begotten to fret.
Blood mixed with tears.
Masters manipulating a construct of fears.
Workers trained to fight over God given right.
While their owners party into the night.
Who will win as they place their bets?
Maybe the nigger, maybe the kike.
Blood mixed with tears.
How long will you be a puppet for cheers?
Stand up.
Look all around.
Those are your peers.
Laying on the ground.
This dream that you chase.
While they jeer in your face.
Make it their nightmare.
As you invade that high place.
It's long overdue.
If not today then at least by next year.
Spill their blood.
I won't shed a tear.
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