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We've become the outer orderLive our lives along the borderGet up in ease and face our otherTo name the sign you've been born underI was bitten by a manTrespassing in a psychic stateWhat well-healed boyWhat simple manLeft such a long and living wakeI will not sing a hateful songThough it's in me to singI know to drink the blood is wrongAnd undue error bringsBorn to proud, self-conscious peopleLiving free of consequenceSpeak strange words louder than a witnessAnd damn the dead in self-defenseBut I was also born and raisedTo always speak and listen clearTo know the last sound that I makeCould be the last sound that I hearI will not sing a hateful songThough it's in me to singI know to drink the blood is wrongAnd undue error brings From Letras Mania