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Oh how fortunate we are,Strange creatures in this strangest time!The Noble Primitives by choiceSeen from the outside with no regardDisappointment in those watchful eyesShaking heads of the dim-lived livesSuch is their fear of breaking freeKeep our Truth under lock and keyAll this will ChangeAll this will wash away the sins of the Corrupt AgeDon't be afraidWe are the UndergroundTheir world is what they've madeThey've shattered us for generationsBullied conformity - the spider over the flameEnough to tear our hearts to splintersForce the choice but don't dare ask whyClose your eyes and let the laws dictateBy God or by Man: mass-manipulateBut to us, the Barbarians of Idealism,Life holds its throat at bay All this will ChangeAll this will wash away the sins of this Dying AgeLetras de cancionesDon't be afraidWe are the UndergroundTheir Hell is what they've madeWe are the UndergroundWe are the UndergroundAnd now we'll watch their fortress crumbleThe flaming pyres have fettered out,Relics of gavel and cross - no more!We've born our smiles but silently waged warWe are the Savages, the true civilizedLet those called "sane" now lose their mindsFor we know who we are and can change at willOur minds and our hearts will dream what we dareAll this will ChangeAll this will wash away and we will build againDon't be afraidWe are the UndergroundOur world is what we make
From Letras Mania