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Behold the crystals of the new day! They are nothing but concrete They were set by men And so eventually shall wither and crumble With power inevitably comes conflict With conflict comes the onslaught of the powers that be To contradict is to step out of line To do so is to defy the restraint of morality and correctness What are you waiting for? Aren't we all set for death? Aren't we all followers? Most people don't even fucking realise What it is they are following Isn't it time to begin again? The crystals of the new day are nought but concrete The prayers once held in the hearts of free men Are now fragments of something That we can no longer afford to believe in Awake Slaves of gods Revive Fear not thy glory Take it for thyself And rest none on fallacy From Letras Mania