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They desecrate everything we stand for gnawing on every corner they feed
Our last breath is their salvation they'll never see us begging on our knees
How could they say that we're accountable
For slit wrists and bloodshot eyes
All hail and glorify the manufactured ones
For the marvelous plan that they've devised
You'll burn eternally kiss your kingdom goodbye
We'll rise in victory when everything turns to dust... to dust
Bring me the children for they are truly blessed for they know what songs to sing
Watch their fists raised high in unison against dictators so menacing
How could you claim what was never yours
Integrity has no price at all
All hail and glorify the manufactured ones
Behead the traitors in this very hall
HATA BİLDİR
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