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A mass of hands press on the market windowGhosts of progressDressed in slow deathFeeding on hunger And glaring through the promiseUpon the food that rots slowly in the aisleA mass of nameless at the oasisThat hides the graves beneath the master's hillAre buried for drinkingThe rivers water whileShackled to the the line at the empty wellThis is the new sound, just like the old soundJust like the noose wound, over the new groundThis is the new sound, just like the old soundJust like the noose wound, over new groundListen to the facist sing"Take hope hereWar is elsewhereYou were chosenThis is Gods landSoon we'll be freeOf blot and mixtureSeeds planted by our Forefathers hand"A mass of promisesBegin to ruptureLike the pockets Of the new world kingsLike swollen stomachs In AppalachiaLike the priest that fucked you As he whispered holy thingsA mass of tears have transform the stones nowSharpened on suffering And woven into the slingsHope lies in the rubble of this rich fortressTaking today what tomorrow never bringsThis is the new sound, just like the old soundJust like the noose wound, over new groundThis is the new sound, just like the old soundJust like the noose wound, over the new groundThis is the new sound, just like the old soundJust like the noose wound, over the new groundAin't the new sound, just like the old soundLook at the noose now, over the, over the, over the burning groundAin't it funny how the factory doors closeRound the time that the school doors closeRound the time that the doors of the jail cellsOpen up to greet you like the reaperAin't its funny how the factory doors closeRound the time that the school doors closeRound the time that a hundred thousand jail cellsOpen up to greet you like the reaperOh, ohOasisThis is no oasisThis is the new sound, just like the old soundJust like the noose wound, over the new groundThis is the new sound, just like the old soundJust like the noose wound, over the new groundLike ashes in the fallLike ashes in the fallLike ashes in the fallLike ashes in the fallLike ashes in the fallLike ashes in the fallLike ashes in the fallLike ashes in the fallLike ashes in the fallLike ashes in the fallLike ashes in the fall (ha, ha)Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho)Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha)Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho)Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha)Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho)Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha)Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho)Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha)Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho)Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha)Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho)Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha)Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho)Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha)(Zack mixed over himself)

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