Equipped, with nothing but pure instinct
As truth shall never be shun
The absolute as we know, imposed upon us all
And nature’s hierarchy shall be restored once more
Give in, sacrifice your menial needs on the platter of collectivism
leaders shall provide
Commit, your body‘s worth nothing to the cause if it’s dead, if it’s dead
Embracing reasons that seem to converge
The premium state into which you’ve been reborn
The perfect symbol of our continual resolve
A new clarity and purpose you will exhume
And purge the moderate within you
A means to justify - all means to an end!
Under the guise of a greater good
Until the end, is it pain you're looking for?
The words are never true, so right to you
Until the end, is it me you're looking for?
The wind blows through the air
Got a feeling of despair
It’s all inherent in the system
Displayed in the prowess of our toil
Obey! Allegiance not suffice, you know
Soul shall merge with purpose
We, guilty of transgressions one way or another
Society is brimming with the need to shed from its former self
No true completion is subtle, rescind, remove and correct man to his rightful state
Ask yourself wherein your purity lies?
Ask yourself what true duty implies?
Demagogue, puritan, unyielding believer above all
And in our fanaticism shall we prevail
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