Call it liberty
I am sickened by that word
Label change to tyranny
Lies are overhead
When democracy's hands are filled with blood
And the last bit of trust is left to rot
Yesterday at night
I made a promise to my head
I would die in every fight for the colour red
When democracy's hands are filled with blood
And the last bit of trust is left to rot
Lost respect for life
As they penetrate my dream
See my bloodstain on their knife
Hear my final scream
When democracy's hands are filled with blood
And the last bit of trust is left to rot
Why do I feel so insane?

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